Bottom Of Your Boots

Your boots by the bed, my head on your shoulder I'm thinking it's love and I'm thinking it sober Boy, if your heart's a revolving door Yeah, that's alright but I'm looking for more, yeah If you're gonna love me, lay it on the table Tell me how you really feel, give it a label If you're gonna hold me, don't just hold me all night Better hold me like you wanna hold me for the rest of your life If you're gonna love me, better love me to the moon and back From the bottom of your boots to the top of your hat Blame it on you, not on some bourbon The things that you're saying behind closed curtains Go on and leave me 'fore it really hurts If you don't mean it with those three words If you're gonna love me, lay it on the table Tell me how you really feel, give it a label If you're gonna hold me, don't just hold me all night Better hold me like you wanna hold me for the rest of your life If you're gonna love me, better love me to the moon and back From the bottom of your boots to the top of your hat Ooh-ooh, oh, I'm fallin', fallin', fallin' fast for You, oh, darlin', darlin', darlin' If you're gonna love me, lay it on the table Tell me how you really feel, give it a label If you're gonna hold me, don't just hold me all night Better hold me like you wanna hold me for the rest of your life If you're gonna love me, better love me to the moon and back From the bottom of your boots to the top of your hat The bottom of your boots to the top of your hat Yeah, babe, just like that