Tell her this

Tell her this Lyrics

Tell her this: I don’t like to kiss
I know that it’s something I’ll miss
Tell her that I’ll never be late
As long as she’ll be there to wait for me
Tell her this: my tongue’s in a twist
I ran through a confident fist
Tell her that the Gypsy was real
December is what makes the toe cramps and stomach
aches hard to heal

And it don’t mean a thing
If you can’t try to be
What you’re always expecting from me

Tell her this: I’ll never be rich
And Christmas was always a b**ch
Tell her that I still feel the same
But in between me and you, we see things better

And it don’t mean a thing
If you can’t try to be
What you’re always expecting from me

Still in my underwear watching some reruns of anything
I can’t forget
New York is still on my mind but I’m trapped here in Tennessee
Still with regrets

Tell her this: I don’t like to kiss
I know that it’s something I’ll miss

And it don’t mean a thing
If you can’t try to be
What you’re always expecting from me
No it don’t mean a thing
If you can’t try to be
What you’re always expecting from me