Lyrics For Her - Chris Lane
She's
got
a
smile
That
makes
your
worst
day
feel
like
it's
your
birthday
She's
got
a
laugh
Like
confetti
would
change
her
name
if
she
let
me
She's
got
a
way
Of
changin'
the
game
The
way
that
you
play
Is
never
the
same
(She's
the
kind
that
makes
you
wanna)
Ride
around,
windows
down
Yell
with
the
radio
(She's
the
kind
that
makes
you
wanna)
Drop
your
plans,
drop
a
grand
Hell
where
the
money
goes
She
make
you
wanna
fight
for
her
She
make
you
wanna
die
for
her
yeah
She
make
you
wanna
fall
Make
you
want
it
all
Make
you
wanna
call
She
make
you
wanna
die
for
her
The
way
that
she
moves
Is
like
a
soft
glow,
flicker
of
a
candle
She
turns
my
cool
Into
disaster,
heart
is
pumping
faster
She's
head
to
toe
Body
and
throat
So
beautiful
She
don't
even
know
(She's
the
kind
that
makes
you
wanna)
Ride
around,
windows
down
Yell
with
the
radio
(She's
the
kind
that
makes
you
wanna)
Drop
your
plans,
drop
a
grand
Hell
where
the
money
goes
She
make
you
wanna
fight
for
her
She
make
you
wanna
die
for
her
yeah
She
make
you
wanna
fall
Make
you
want
it
all
Make
you
wanna
call
She
make
you
wanna
die
for
her
(Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah)
Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
She'll
make
you
wanna
die
for
her
(Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah)
Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
For
her
I
would
walk
a
straight
line
Wear
out
the
soles
in
my
shoes
For
her
I
would
run
through
the
night
just
to
kiss
her
one
more
time
If
she
wanted
me
to
(She's
the
kind
that
makes
you
wanna)
Ride
around,
windows
down
Yell
with
the
radio
(She's
the
kind
that
makes
you
wanna)
Drop
your
plans,
drop
a
grand
Hell
where
the
money
goes
She
make
you
wanna
fight
for
her
She
make
you
wanna
die
for
her
yeah
She
make
you
wanna
fall
Make
you
want
it
all
Make
you
wanna
call
She
make
you
wanna
die
for
her
(Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah)
Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
She
make
you
wanna
die
for
her
(Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah)
Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
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