All I had to do was drive..
We only have ourselves to blame
I can still feel the shadow of your touch,
Taste the passion of your kiss
lookin’ for a lover who will come on in and cover me
The minister’s wife
New Orleans, Louisiana
All you wanna do is ride around
Another place to hide it all
One last breath ’til the tears start to wither
find a place inside your heart and hide away
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