Well, she had the hoops White gold With the pantyhose covering her toes She was mine Got cold Now the guilt's the only thing I hold Spend my nights All alone Till I snap and buy a red eye home
Then I toss and I turn Let the cigarette burn my skin like a furnace Damn, honey, look at you go
Ooh, ooh, look at that woman Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, look at that woman Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, look at that woman Breaking my heart Breaking my heart
Tennessee for the night Got to get outta town sometimes Got drunk on the flight Since she left, I've been way outta line Lost my faith And my mind On the day we had to say goodbye
And I try not to call, but the leaves start to fall Girl, it's nobody's fault But, damn, you can make a thug cry
Ooh, ooh, look at that woman (Ooh, that woman) Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, look at that woman (Look at that woman) Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, look at that woman (Yeah) Breaking my heart (ooh-ooh) Breaking my heart (ooh-ooh)
Breaking my heart (ooh-ooh) She's breaking my heart (ooh-ooh) Breaking my heart (ooh-ooh) Breaking my heart (ooh-ooh) (Well, she had the hoops, white gold, white, white gold) (She had the hoops, white gold, white, white gold) (She had the hoops, white gold, white, white gold) (Look at that woman)
Compositores: ROLE MODEL, Annika Bennett, Jonah Shy & Noah Conrad