Lovingly

Tan Timbs

Drivin' around Florida

With you, in the backseat of someone else's car

Fitted, bringing home a plate so we don't starve

I'll turn your blues into something you can sing about

I'll flip these blues, flip these hundreds

So we can feed our family for miles and miles

I love you, with no strings attached

I'll love you, with the kind of love that's meant to last

I love you, loving you, loving me, lovingly