Tim Hicks - Slow Burn

How about the girl in black dress and high heels on
Hot as hell, she's swears she just wanna have fun
With her sweet talking, jaw-dropping, show-stopping waist
Boots stomping, shout-calling, straight up, no chase
Let her burn, burn, burn, burn
Let her burn, burn, burn for days

Keep you warm to make you work it
In the middle of the night
I don't know how she do it, but I know it feels right
Like whisky going down, she's the hit that gets you high
And she's got me all even though it hurts

She's a slow, slow, slow burn
She's a slow, slow, slow burn

Takes her sweet, sweet time to get where she need to go
She won't ask twice, she knows that I can't say no
She's a live wire, good liar, doesn't if she don't
A midnighter, lit lighter, let's hand it smoke
Let her burn, burn, burn, burn
Let her burn, burn until it's gone

Keep you warm to make you work it
In the middle of the night
And I don't know how she do it, but I know it feels right
Like whisky going down, she's the hit that gets you high
And she's got me all even though it hurts

She's a slow, slow, slow burn
She's a slow, slow, slow burn

Let her burn, burn, burn for days
Let her burn, burn, burn for days
Let her out, go up flames
Let her burn, burn, burn for days

Let her burn, burn, burn for days
Let her burn, burn, burn for days
Let her out, go up in flames, yeah

Keep you warm to make you work it
In the middle of the night
And I don't know how she do it, but I know it feels right
Like whisky going down, she's the hit that gets you high
And she's got me all even though it hurts

She's a slow, slow, slow burn
She's a slow, slow, slow burn
She's a slow, slow, slow burn
She's a slow, slow, slow burn

Written by:
Gavin H Sleightholm, Tim Hicks, Todd Sherman Clark, Travis Peter Wood

Publisher:
Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Downtown Music Publishing

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