Brad Martin - Wait

I was moving in, moving in for the kill, long about our third date
I thought I had her in the palm of my hand
So I didn't anticipate, her making me wait, wait

Waiting on her kisses, making me wishing for what ain't mine
Wait, waiting on her loving
Says she'll give it up in her own sweet time
I want to move so fast, she says slow down, hold back
She's making me wait
She says baby wait

One week, two dates, 100 bucks later
Still ain't around first base
But I know when I'm onto something
Worth keeping me in the chase

Making me wait, wait
Waiting on her kisses, making me wishing for what ain't mine
Wait, waiting on her loving
Says she'll give it up in her own sweet time
I want to move so fast, she says slow down, hold back
She's making me wait
She says baby wait

Ain't known to be the patient kind
But I'm more than willing to be this time

Making me wait
She says baby wait
Making me wait, wait
Waiting on her kisses, making me wishing for what ain't mine
Wait, waiting on her loving
Says she'll give it up in her own sweet time
I want to move so fast, she says slow down, hold back
She's making me wait
She says baby wait
Ah baby wait
Baby wait
Ya gotta wait

Written by:
BRADLEY CURTIS MARTIN, MICHAEL PATRICK HEENEY

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