Lyrics

Next in Line by Keith Moody
Copyright 2008

Measuring how you walk away,
always tell myself there is nothing more to say,
I feel you break my will,
such a yellow bitter pill,
now why the hell would I say that,
how the hell could I say that,
Now open your eyes she's there for the taking,
you know that she's worth it,
she's so damn frustrating,
you may both feel warm this time only if you got the balls,
to be the next in line,
why does my princess crawl,
though she's the beauty of the ball,
wish I could make you move like that,
with the wave of my baseball hat,
you think you love him,
but he only makes you stumble,
yes he makes your statues crumble,
Now open your eyes she's there for the taking,
you know that she's worth it,
she's so damn frustrating,
you may both feel warm this time only if you got the balls,
to be the next in line,
Hurry son you know her heart it’s been breakin'.
hurry son you know her arms must be achin'
yeah achin',
Now open your eyes she's there for the taking,
you know that she's worth it,
she's so damn frustrating,
you may both feel warm this time only if you got the balls,
to be the next in line,