Songs by Mitch Collins C.


   

CATHY B

  1. CATHY B
    Mitch Collins C.
    Genre: Americana
    Tempo: mid tempo


    Additional Notes:
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    Lyrics:
                                                      
    Cathy B Verse 1 First time I saw her in those cut off jeans Was out on the sand at Huntington Beach Had her zipper down with the top button loose Her a pink bikini was peeking through Shimmied her hips, tugged those shorts to the ground Caught me looking when she turned around Those perfectly green eyes calling me to her Blonde hair falling down on her Johnny Cash T-shirt Chorus Seventeen, summertime before senior year, in our own romantic comedy Anything, that’s what I’d do for her, wrapped up in that living fantasy She carved her name in me like on an old oak tree Cathy B, she will always be a part of me, Cathy B Verse 2 Thought I’d be lucky to steal second base But I was hitting home runs like Willie Mays Three months together, running wild, chasing whatever Found a treasure trove of memories to last forever Bridge Ten years gone, thinking back In a Jose Cuervo looking glass Sitting here on my porch swing Wishing I could go back to...(seventeen) ©2017 Bill Havens & Mitch Collins


                                                                                                                                                                                        
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