Creepin' In
de Karen Akers
Hold my hand on the front porch swing
Pick a banjo, together we'll sing
Write me a letter on paper bag
Send it with love, I'll send it right back
Tap on my window in the pale moon light
Just to see my face and say goodnight
I need a man who needs a girl who doesn't like getting' flowers
I'd rather have him lay me down
Make sweet love right on the ground, in a field where they grow wild
I need a man who needs a girl who doesn't like fancy diamonds
Just buy me a ring from a dollar machine
Win my love with the little things
In a sleeping bag on Saturday night
Cuddle up close by the camp fire light
Spend three dollars on a bottle of wine
Or a picnic lunch in the summertime
Carve my initials in the ironbark tree
Walk barefoot with me on Little Creek
I need a man who needs a girl who doesn't like getting' flowers
I'd rather have him lay me down
Make sweet love right on the ground, in a field where they grow wild
I need a man who needs a girl who doesn't like fancy diamonds
Just buy me a ring from a dollar machine
Win my love with the little things
You can win my love with the little things
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