I Won't Bug Ya
A short little folk song. Nothing much to explain here in description. The song is pretty self-explanatory.
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If you ain't hungry, then you ain't hungry
And I won't bug ya
But if you wanna eat, I'll feed ya
'Cause I love ya
Gumbo, taters or poor man's stew
Yeah, babe, you can have cornbread too
Fresh whipped butter drips down the side
Smack your lips, I know what you like
But if you ain't hungry, you ain't hungry
And I won't bug ya
If you ain't feelin' what I'm feelin'
Then I won't touch ya
But if you are, I'll lay you down
'Cause I love ya
Kisses and nibbles and a smooth, slow hand
Tell me what to do, and I'll say, yes, ma'am
Sighs an' heavy breathin', and the lights down low
That's the same place I'm 'bout to go
But if you ain't feelin' what I'm feelin'
Then I won't touch ya
If you ain't happy, like I'm happy
Then I ain't laughin'
But if you are, I'll be your joker
To make it happen
Tickles and giggles, "knock-knock," who's there
I'll clown and dance away your woes and cares
Gifts and trips to places you long to see
Wherever makes you happy, that's where we'll be
But if you ain't happy, like I'm happy
Then I ain't laughin'
© Brian Hendrix 2023