Lyrics
He's six foot
Six pack
Six figure rebel
With that slick back James Dean face of a god
Got me praying on my knees
Gives me reason to believe
It's like he's fallen straight from heaven
cnd he's burning like the devil
chh
chh
He's working 9 to 5
he's working overtime on me
We go from 6 to 9
He's got me stripped down to a tee
That man is my obsession
cnd I'm guilty of confession
He's six foot
Six pack
Six figure rebel
With that slick back James Dean face of a god
Got me praying on my knees
Gives me reason to believe
It's like he's fallen straight from heaven
cnd he's burning like the devil
chh
chh
Sweet as forbidden fruit
But then he's salty to the taste
He's like the weatherman
He always knows just when it's gonna rain
He's a midnight daydream keeping me wide awake
He'll take me higher
Got me falling to the state grace
He's six foot
Six pack
Six figure rebel
With that slick back James Dean face of a god
Got me praying on my knees
Gives me reason to believe
It's like he's fallen straight from heaven
cnd he's burning like the devil
chh
chh
He's six foot
Six pack
Six figure rebel
With that slick back James Dean face of a god
Got me praying on my knees
Gives me reason to believe
It's like he's fallen straight from heaven
cnd he's burning like the devil
chh
chh
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