Toss Your Lasso Songtext
von Őszibarack

Forgive me, please
I hunger not, no appetite
She says, "Don′t like kids?"
You say, "No," and nevertheless
Then you agree
Forgive me, please
I hunger not, no appetite
She says, "Don't like kids?"
You say, "No," and nevertheless
Then you agree

I see right through your hand
Johnny, come on, come on, come on
I see right through your hand
Come on, kiss me
Toss your legs around me
Smooth as you draw your shooter
Toss your legs around me
Smooth as you draw your shooter


Who knows how you do it?
Every last one′s stooped
She says, "Back on me, you cowboy
I know you want me"
I bear you a son
I bear you a son
And he'll grow to be
Just the man you are

I see right through your hand
Johnny, come on, come on, come on
I see right through your hand
Come on, kiss me
Toss your legs around me
Smooth as you draw your shooter
Toss your legs around me
Smooth as you draw your shooter

And wherever you are
Machu Picchu, Burkina Faso, Cincinnati
Your voice will find me
Your voice will find me