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.