Gonna Wanna See Her Again

She plays me like I am her fiddle
And always calls out the tune
Gets me out working by sunrise
She doesn’t get up till noon

CHORUS
I should be runnin, racin’ away
Wavin’ goodbye in the rain
But if I go today, my poor heart will pay
I’m gonna wanna see her again

Her long hair and cool air: alluring
Her skin: smooth and soft as a peach
If she walks out like it’s over
I lose the power of speech

Times I don’t get much attention
I might make a move for the door
She’ll smile and show some affection
I turn back beggin for more