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That’s my kind of loving

That’s my kind of loving Lyrics by: Esa Myllylä © 2016, Esa Myllylä , All Rights Reserved

Genre: Country western

I was on the mountaintop. I miss my honey.

All I want to be is with my girl.

I am running fast down.

I almost break my feet. Because of her.

That’s my kind of loving. Loving fool.

That’s my kind of loving. Loving fool.

I've come down from the mountain.

I rush to my car. The car won't start anymore.

That's kind of my luck?

Finally it starts.

Now I rush to my honey.

That’s my kind of loving. Loving fool.

That’s my kind of loving. Loving fool.

I am sorry for driving too fast.

Thinking of her.

All I want right now is to be home.

My sweet love.

That’s my kind of loving. Loving fool.

That’s my kind of loving. Loving fool.

Finally home and I kissed my honey.

She said, “You fool, to hurry up”

She kissed me hard. I said, “yes. I am a fool that loves you.”

That’s my kind of loving. A fool's wisdom is love.

That’s my kind of loving. A fool's wisdom is love.


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