Gretchen Wilson - I'd Love to Be Your Last Lyrics
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I'd Love to Be Your Last
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What Are The Lyrics For I'd Love to Be Your Last By Gretchen Wilson?
If I had it my way
This would be the first time that I made love And I would be the first girl that your hands touched But we've both done our share of living Taking chances we've been given I've never been too big on looking back I don't care if I'm your first love But I'd love to be your last If I could do it over I'd have waited for this moment So I could give my heart to you unbroken But if our mistakes brought us together Does it really matter whether We were saints or sinners in the past? I don't care if I'm your first love But I'd love to be your last All I know is what I see when I look at you And all I see is what I'm feeling down inside And all I'm feeling is this feeling That I've finally got it right When I wake up tomorrow I'm gonna wrap my arms around you Thank my lucky stars I've found you 'Cause I know your heart has so much more than anyone has touched before and nothing matters more to me than that I don't care if I'm your first love But I'd love to be your last I don't care if I'm your first love But I'd love to be your last |
Who Wrote I'd Love to Be Your Last By Gretchen Wilson?
Kathleen Anne Wright, Rivers Rutherford, Sam Tate
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What's The Duration Of The I'd Love to Be Your Last By Gretchen Wilson?The duration of I'd Love to Be Your Last is 3:34 minutes and seconds. |
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