Stand (feat. Cor.Ece) [Edit] - Honey Dijon

Do you still take a long time to get ready? 'Cause you used to make too much out of that kind of stuff When you turn your head around and it kills 'Cause the dress looks nice on you still And it always will I wait a long time just to see you I'm happy to be catching up No, we don't have to patch things up Just turn the lights down, the thrill 'Cause the dress looks nice on you still And it always will (so) We should go out and dance like we used to dance We should go out and hold hands like lovers hold hands And I can't tell you who's gonna last Well maybe that's a question, answer I don't have (I can't tell) Okay, I took a long time to get ready too 'Cause I didn't remember it and my hair got heavy like it tends to do When I know that ain't part of the deal But the dress looks nice on you still And it always will I hated myself for some time For the things that I said, the things that I put in your head And I tried and I tried and I failed But the dress looks nice on you still And it always will, so We should go out and dance like we used to dance We should go out and hold hands like lovers hold hands And I can't tell you who's gonna last Maybe that's a question, answer I don't have Maybe that's a question, answer I don't have, mhmm We should go out and dance like we used to dance We should go out and hold hands like lovers hold hands And I can't tell you who's gonna last Maybe that's a question, answer I don't have Maybe that's a question, answer I don't have (Maybe that's a question, answer I don't have) we should go out We should go out Go out

Hey slim, how do you feel about getting married? There's something, we don't have to wait forever And you don't have to know the answer right now But if you wanted to I could let you know what it is We can alley-oop My boots are alligator And you're in pretty white gown We could look Hollywood Honeymoon, I wish you could see what I'm seeing They're throwing rice and they're clapping for you Hey slim, how do you feel about moving to the city? We don't have to stay forever And you don't have to change for anybody else And I would ride for you, if it's now or later I'm your your little bloodhound Rhinestones on my jeans Don't raise your voice to make a scene He was just playin' I don't see him the way I see you Well hey slim, I'm feeling lucky Wouldn't mind if you called me up I promise it won't take forever We don't have to stay on the phone for a long time I saw an alley-cat sleeping alone under your Pontiac I miss you bad

You're dressing like a Sunday morning And your eyes look like, little islands in the light Hazel and light green On white sheets You're grinning like a Friday night And you're smiling like You know what you like, I think I do know you well I know you well We come alive in the evening With heat and wet skin And our bodies are tossed And turned, tangled up in it I come alive when you tease me With heat and wet skin Flesh and bone turned Flesh and bone turned The weight of you close to me You hold me like a prized possession That's close Our bodies, unfurl like smoke We twist and we curl like smoke Fever out (burning out) We're burning out Holler out We holler out 'til hollowed out Oh, we come alive in the evening With heat and wet skin And our bodies are tossed And turned, tangled up in it I come alive when you tease me With heat and wet skin Flesh and bone turned, ooh So much flesh and bone turned The weight of you in the evening Your wet skin Our bodies are tossed And turned, tangled up in it I come alive when you tease me With heat and wet skin Your body's close And your body close The weight of you

Cold hands and beer cans That's how we used to chill We took the Dodge from your mom And parked it up the hill You said "I can't wait forever" You said "I can't wait forever" Fuzz from the radio Feet above the wheel Leaning back in the backseat It's like the world was still You said "I can't wait forever" You said "I can't wait forever" I remember the windows were fogging And we were nodding off 'cause we both were drunk I had my hands in your pockets And a cop came and he woke us up softly I think of that often Do you remember that letter I sent you That winter when we were seventeen? Sayin' that I wish we'd get married And we could pack our bags And run away from all our problems I think of that often I'm wishin' I could find you I'm wishin' I could tell you something I think of you often I'm wishin' I could find you I'm wishin' I could tell you something I think of you often I remember the windows were fogging And we were nodding off 'cause we both were drunk I had my hands in your pockets And a cop came and he woke us up softly I think of that often