Lyrics The Confession - Becca Stevens & Billy Childs
Super
summer,
sugar
coppin'
in
the
mornin'
- do
your
shoppin',
baby;
Whoa,
I
love
my
lovething,
super
ride
inside
my
lovething...
You
may
disappear,
but
you'll
be
back,
I
swear...
Would
you
love
to
love
me,
baby?
I
would
love
to
love
you,
baby,
now...
Would
you
love
to
love
me,
baby?
I
would
love
to
love
you,
baby,
now,
baby,
now...
Mama,
it's
my
pain!
Super
summer
sugar
coppin'
in
the
mornin'
- do
your
shoppin',
baby;
Whoa,
I
love
my
lovething,
super
ride
inside
my
lovething...
You
may
leave
the
fair,
but
you'll
be
back,
I
swear...
Would
you
love
to
love
me,
baby?
I
would
love
to
love
you,
baby,
now...
Would
you
love
to
love
me,
baby?
I
would
love
to
love
you,
baby,
now,
baby,
now...
I
keep
hearin'
Mother
cryin',
I
keep
hearin'
Daddy
through
his
grave:
"Little
girl,
of
all
the
daughters,
you
were
born
a
woman,
not
a
slave..."
Oh,
I
hate
my
winsome
lover!
Tell
him
I've
had
others
at
my
breast...
But
tell
him
he
has
held
my
heart,
And
only
now
am
I
a
virgin,
I
confess...
I
confess!
Love
my
lovething
- Love
is
surely
gospel...
Love
my
lovething
- Love
is
surely
gospel...
Love
my
lovething
- Love
is
surely
gospel...
Love
my
lovething
- Love
is
surely
gospel...
Love
my
lovething
- Love
is
surely
gospel...
Love
my
lovething!
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