Sweet Lips (1961)
Webb Pierce
Miscellaneous
Sweet Lips (1961)
Your sweet, sweet lips that kiss so sweetly
Yet each kiss leaves a bitter memory
Your sweet, sweet lips fool me completely
And each time you lie I want to cry cause I don't want to be free
I tell myself were through that I'm walking out on you
And I'm going to make you my old use-to-be
But each time I reach the door I stop for one kiss more
And it tears the heart right out of me
Your sweet, sweet lips that kiss so sweetly
Yet each kiss leaves a bitter memory
Your sweet, sweet lips fool me completely
And each time you lie I gonna to cry that I don't want to be free
Your sweet, sweet lips that kiss so sweetly
Yet each kiss leaves a bitter memory
Your sweet, sweet lips fool me completely
And each time you lie I want to cry cause I don't want to be free