Putman,Throckmorton
She's got that easy look, That Anytime you're
ready kind of easy look She wears that look
for every man to see,it's killing me 'Cause
that woman with that easy look belongs to me
She sits there at the bar Her feelings standing
bare,Open as a see-through dress She always wears
She's got that, come on look Her eyes, an open
book She knows I know But I don't think she
really cares
She's got that easy look That anytime you're ready
kind of easy look She wears that look for every
man to see, Lord, it's killing me 'Cause that woman
with that easy look belongs to me
That woman with that easy look belongs to me
She's got that easy look, That Anytime you're
ready kind of easy look She wears that look
for every man to see,it's killing me 'Cause
that woman with that easy look belongs to me
She sits there at the bar Her feelings standing
bare,Open as a see-through dress She always wears
She's got that, come on look Her eyes, an open
book She knows I know But I don't think she
really cares
She's got that easy look That anytime you're ready
kind of easy look She wears that look for every
man to see, Lord, it's killing me 'Cause that woman
with that easy look belongs to me
That woman with that easy look belongs to me