Keith Anderson

You should see her every mornin'
In my faded flannel shirt
Wearing her big bear slippers
She's so sexy that it hurts
And when I take her to the city
You should see her turning heads
They have never see nothin' so pretty
She can't help but knock 'em dead, yeah yeah

She got a kiss, that burns me down
She got a touch, that makes me come unwound
She got a smile, that knocks me to the ground
My baby got the kinda love a man can wrap around

Wrap around wrap around
Wrap around wrap around

She's the perfect combination of ginger and maryann
Down home sofistication
Ain't no lines in her tan
Sometimes she likes to hear sonatra
Sometimes seseta
But if you crank the cookeratch
She'll dance, she'll dance until you drop

She got a kiss, that burns me down
She got a touch, that makes me come unwound
She got a smile, that knocks me to the ground
My baby got the kinda love a man can wrap around, yeah

Oh I don't think I'll ever
Never made anything better

She got a kiss, that burns me down
She got a touch, that makes me come unwound
She got a smile, that knocked me to the ground
My baby's got the kinda love

She got a kiss, that burns me down
She got a touch, that makes me come unwound
She got a smile, that knocks me to the ground

My baby got the kinda love a man
Ya know my baby got the kinda love a man
Yeah my baby got the kinda love a man can wrap around
That I can wrap around
Wrap around wrap around
Wrap around wrap around
Wrap around wrap around
Wrap around wrap around
Yeah yeah
Wrap around wrap around.

Written by ANDERSON, KEITH/RICH, JOHN D./WILLIAMS, KIM
Published by EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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