Pink Strat

I cant be at your beckon call, your love so slow and heavy, its like a southern drawl and it dont seem worth your time if the two of us ain't one of a kind. I wont be another turn to gather up and use what you learn. And of course he's always on your

A man's man, some say that's what I am They don't feel that way and I still do what I can I try, I've tried, I'm still trying to make you see If you can forget about him, you can forget about me A rough start but we can make it last If I can get over

Lead me on, lead me on Right now I just need something You could be that one thing So lead me on Take me home, take me home I'll be yours till the morning Then leave without warning So take me home Call me please, call me please I'll can't wait forev