LETTERMAN

LETTERMAN - Tommy Richman

Lyrics by：Tommy Richman/Jonah Roy/Roman Ortiz

Composed by：Tommy Richman/Jonah Roy/Roman Ortiz

Produced by：Tommy Richman/Jonah Roy

Oh girl put your hands on me

Me me

'Cause I gave you my letterman now

Now now

Yeah 'cause it's 32 out out out

It was cold outside in Washington DC

It's been a few weeks since you seen me

But I never left your mind

Your mind

Your mind

You don't forget that night

Your mind

You took me to the speak easy

Your mind

Talk to me nice and easy

Your mind

Talk to me nice and easy girl

You always let me win yeah

You let me win

I think about all the times

That I would walk away and pray to you

You always let me win yeah

You let me win

I think about all the times

That I would walk away and pray to you

Oh girl put your hands on me

Me me

'Cause I gave you my letterman now

Now now

Yeah 'cause it's 32 out out out

Oh girl put your hands on me

Me me

'Cause I gave you my letterman now

Now now

Yeah 'cause it's 32 out out out

God can judge

But I won't let you try me

Think you know me now

But that's behind me

Past was something good

But now I'm finding

Reflections in my rearview mirror keep blinding out

Where your eyes they start to well

Need to focus on yourself

I'm wishing you the best

But please don't bring me down

She like 'til like five in the morning

Oh

Rains is pouring ah

Rains is pouring down ah

She like 'til like five in the morning

Oh

Rains is pouring ah

Rains is pouring down ah

She like 'til like five in the morning

Oh

Rains is pouring ah

Rains is pouring down ah

She like 'til like five in the morning

Rains is pouring rains is pouring down