I'd like go 'round back and shoot some hoops
Out in the alley and alley-oop
But I'm stuck, stuck on your love
I'd like to get out of here, baby just move on
Go someplace I ain't never gone
But I'm stuck, stuck on your love
I'm like four bald tires in the Alabama mud
You're the marrow in my bone, the red in my blood
I always want more, but I can't get enough
Cause I'm stuck, stuck on your love, stuck on your love
...
Tradin' lies with the guys in the guitar bars
Told a few about you, but I didn't get far
I'm stuck, stuck on your love
I'd like to brag on your lips, the look in your eyes
Refine, design and analyze
But I'm stuck, stuck on your love
I'm like four bald tires in the Alabama mud
You're the marrow in my bone, the red in my blood
I always want more, but I can't get enough
Cause I'm stuck, stuck on your love, stuck on your love
Deep in the jungle I fell in quicksand
The harder I struggle the deeper I am
Cause I'm stuck, stuck on your love
Stuck on your love
Stuck On Your Love
I'm like four bald tires in the Alabama mud... You're the marrow in my bone, the red in my blood... I'm stuck, stuck on your love, stuck on your love
Writer(s): Rick Giles, Steve Bogard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com