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Lyric Vault

Today’s featured lyric is another song from the band’s It’s Not Over album.

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Waiting on an Answer

Hobin/Moncrief/Hobin/Fowler

 

Tomorrow winds its way to yesterday.

Sorrow finds me Waiting on an Answer.

Trying to find a line to make me stay?

Take your time, I’m Waiting on an Answer.

 

Why is life so hard to live in?

Will the guilty ever fall?

Live the lie and never give in?

Deaf to hear if love will call.

 

Tomorrow winds its way to yesterday.

Sorrow finds me Waiting on an Answer.

Trying to find a line to make me stay?

Take your time, I’m Waiting on an Answer.

 

One more question goes unanswered

One more quest is left undone.

One more blessing turned to cancer.

When all our guessing days are gone.

 

One more tomorrow winds its way to yesterday.

One more sorrow finds me Waiting on an Answer.

If you hope to find some way to make me stay.

Just throw another line, I’ll be Waiting on an Answer.

 

What if trust could be unspoken?

Words alone can’t break the fall.

When a promise is unbroken,

Love alone will say it all.

 

Tomorrow winds its way to yesterday.

Sorrow finds me Waiting on an Answer.

Trying to find a line to make me stay.

Take your time, I’m Waiting on an Answer.

 

 

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Big Fat Daddy

Big Fat Daddy is a fan favorite, an ode to bikers – from the It’s Not Over album.

Ridin’ like a mountain on a motor bike.

Wide and kinda round, the way the ladies like,

Never in a hurry, just loud and proud tonight.

Got a lotta fur, he’s a ladies man alright.

 

Why the ladies love him, they’ll tell you it’s between

The way he wears his jeans and the size of his machine.

 

Big Fat Daddy. It’s a clean Electra-Glide.

Big Fat Daddy. Kinda mean and kinda wide.

Big Fat Daddy. Gotta love that Fat Boy pride.

Big Fat Daddy. All the ladies love a WIDE ride.

 

Beer, an’ fear and moonlight, there’s magic in the night.

Tiny jeans and T-shirts, make them fit real tight.

All the women wear them when they’re ridin’ on his bike.

Wrap their legs around him, until they’re out of sight.

 

Big Fat Daddy. It’s a clean Electra-Glide.

Big Fat Daddy. Kinda mean and kinda wide.

Big Fat Daddy. Gotta love that Fat Boy pride.

Big Fat Daddy. All the ladies love a WIDE ride.

 

The heat is in his motor, the mystery’s in his wheels.

It’s not in what she thinks of him.

It’s how he makes her feel.

There’s power in the metal and muscle in his steel.

V Twin motor screaming, his magic is surreal.

 

Big Fat Daddy. It’s a clean Electra-Glide.

Big Fat Daddy. Kinda mean and kinda wide.

Big Fat Daddy. Gotta love that Fat Boy pride.

Big Fat Daddy. All the ladies love a wide ride.

He’s the one the ladies love.  He’s a wild, wide ride.