HOURGLASS (male country pop)
HAPPY HOLIDAYS FROM NASHVILLE'S DEMOLITION CREW!!!
Lyrics
Friday night, same old scene
Everybody was sippin on a fantasy
High on the beat
Getting down in the dance floor heat
Checking out girls, checking my watch
Thinking bout leaving when everything suddenly stops
When you walk into the room
All that I can see is you
Clock was stuck at ten oh two
Girl I swear it never moved
Baby You tip over my hourglass
It's like the world stops spinning and the moment lasts
It keeps on going and going
Moving in slow motion,
Baby you tip over my hour glass
I'm hypnotized from across the room
Girl you got me glued to your every move
What's your name, cause I was just about leave this place
Till you walked into the room
I just had to talk to you
Clock was stuck at ten oh two
Girl I swear it hasn't moved
CHORUS
When you walked into the room
All that I could see is you
Clock is stuck at ten oh two
Girl I swear it hasn't moved
CHORUS
