Jukka

Jukka

BandAlternativeAdult Contemporary

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Lyrics

As My Gaze

Written By: Jukka Mantynen

Verse 1

As my gaze explores your body
And I lay here and wait
To look into your eyes
The moment when you wake

Chorus

I dare not rise
I dare not move
‘ Else I miss your eyes
The moment when you wake

Verse 2

I want to taste your lips
I want to squeeze you hips
But I’m happy just to wait
Until the moment you wake

Chorus

I dare not rise
I dare not move
‘ Else I miss your eyes
The moment when you wake

Verse 3

When I love you so much
There’s nothing can touch
That moment when you wake and
I look into your eyes

Chorus

I dare not rise
I dare not move
‘ Else I miss your eyes
The moment when you wake

I Don't Wash and Cook

Written By: Jukka Mantynen

Verse 1

The country girl does a dance
And she spins round and round
She kicks her feet up so high
That they don’t touch the ground
The country boys all clap their hands
And stamp their Cuban boots
They think they’d like a woman
Who can ride and shoot

Chorus
They’ve got somethin’ comin’
‘Cause they can’t read the look
That says to all those country boys
I don’t wash and cook!

Verse 2
If they try to pen her up
She’ll kick their fences down
She’ll go inside and pack her bags
And head right out of town

But she doesn’t want a city boy
With all his fancy charms
When she meets a man who plays it straight
She might fall in his arms

Chorus
But he’d have somethin’ comin’
If he can’t read the look
That says to all those country boys
I don’t wash and cook!

Verse 3
She was talking to a farmer boy
In his ten gallon hat
He had muscles everywhere
And not an ounce of fat

Though she liked his pretty picture
And the kindness in his face
She knew that underneath that brim
Was lots of wasted space

Chorus

He’d have somethin’ comin’
‘Cause he can’t read the look
That says to all those country boys
I don’t wash and cook!

Verse 4

When she thinks of city girls
She just can’t understand
Their men who couldn’t change a flat
And wouldn’t lend a hand

When she meets her Mr Right
She’ll say the gate’s not locked
If you treat me with respect
And have your pistol cocked

Chorus
But you’ve got somethin’ comin’
If you can’t read the look
That says to all those country boys
I don’t wash and cook!