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Sunday On Bourbon Street

de Sammy Kershaw

I thought I’d died and gone to heaven
First time she smiled at me
She was sittin’ there eating watermelon
Spitting out the seeds

She’s got this thing ’bout roller skatin’
Mint chocolate chip ice-cream
She’s always overdecorating
Loves to cause a scene

She’s like sunshine, moonshine
Lemon-lime doritos
Snoop dogg, hot dogs, chili on her fritos
More features than a movie theater
More sugar than a sweet potato
The more I find, the more I discover
Sometimes I think she gets it from her mother
She’s got the gift, but she ain’t givin’
She’s the well & I keep a wishin’
There’s one thing keep me comin’ back every time
But I can’t put my finger on it
No, I can’t put my finger on it

Might be that hole in her back pocket
Could be those those rosy cheeks
Maybe how she just loves to rock it
Rollin’ in the creek

She loves chips ‘n salsa
Extra jalapenos
Ball parks, south park, picasso, pacino
More features than a movie theater
More sugar than a sweet potato
The more I find, the more I discover
Sometimes I think she gets it from her mother
She’s got the gift, but she ain’t givin’
She’s the well & I keep a wishin’
There’s one thing keep me comin’ back every time
But I can’t put my finger on it
No, I can’t put my finger on it

Well, if you took away all the things
That I see
There would still be one thing about her
That gets me

More features than a movie theater
More sugar than a sweet potato
The more I find, the more I discover
Sometimes I think she gets it from her mother
She’s got the gift, but she ain’t givin’
She’s the well & I keep a wishin’
There’s one thing keep me comin’ back every time
But I can’t put my finger on it
No, I can’t put my finger on it
Can’t put my finger on it

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