Letra de LETTERMAN - Tommy Richman

(Feat. Es Paco)

Oh, girl, put your hands on me

'Cause I gave you my letterman now

Yeah, 'cause it's 32 out

It was cold outside in Washington, D.C

It's been a few weeks since you seen me, but I never left your mind (Your mind)

You don't forget that night, you took me to the speakeasy

Talk to me nice and easy, talk to me nice and easy, girl

You always let me win, yeah, you let me win

I think about all the times that I would walk away and pray to you

You always let me win, yeah, you let me win

I think about all the times that I would walk away and pray to you

Oh, girl, put your hands on me

'Cause I gave you my letterman now

Yeah, 'cause it's 32 out

Oh, girl, put your hands on me

'Cause I gave you my letterman now

Yeah, 'cause it's 32 out

God can judge, but I won't let you try me

Think you know me now, but that's behind me

Past was something good, but now I'm finding

Reflections in my rearview mirror keep blinding out

Where your eyes they start to well

Need to focus on yourself

I'm wishing you the best, but please don't bring me down

She like sex 'til like five in the morning (Oh)

Rains is pouring (Ah), rains is pouring down (Ah)

She like sex 'til like five in the morning (Oh)

Rains is pouring (Ah), rains is pouring down (Ah)

She like sex 'til like five in the morning (Oh)

Rains is pouring (Ah), rains is pouring down (Ah)

She like sex 'til like five in the morning

Rains is pouring, rains is pouring down

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