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Tanner Adell - Tan Lines Lyrics

Tan Lines Lyrics[Verse 1]
You've been goin' pretty hard all day
Your shirt is gettin' wet, I see you workin' up a sweat
The way you're balin' that hay
In the Tennessee sun, heatin' up your guns
The way you're sippin' on that sweet tea
I kinda wish that you were sippin' on me
Man, can I get a sneak peak of what's underneath?

[Chorus]
Let me see them tan lines, boy, don't be shy
Show me what you got, got, got, got, got
Strip it down to the Levi's, blue-jean baptized
Gettin' me, mm, hot, hot, hot, hot (Oh yeah, yeah)
I know you gotta get home to your mama's cookin'
But don't worry, boy, she ain't lookin'
So, baby, take me where the sun don't shine, shine, shine
Now let me see them tan lines (Oh-oh, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
What is it about those arms?
All that definition givin' me that tunnel vision
The light is hittin' you just right
A workin' man is a beautiful sight
Don't even worry about the SPF
You know I love the red on your neck

[Chorus]
Let me see them tan lines, boy, don't be shy
Show me what you got, got, got, got, got (Oh yeah, yeah)
Strip it down to the Levi's, blue-jean baptized
Gettin' me, mm, hot, hot, hot, hot
I know you gotta get home to your mama's cookin'
But don't worry, boy, she ain't lookin' (Oh yeah, yeah)
So, baby, take me where the sun don't shine, shine, shine
Now let me see them tan lines (Oh-oh, yeah, yeah)
Let me see them tan lines (Oh-oh, yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
Keep them dirty boots on, we can knock 'em on the tractor
Your girl needs a fix, can you farm a little faster?
Can you farm a little faster? I said
Keep them dirty boots on, we can knock 'em on the tractor
Your girl needs a fix, can you farm a little faster?
Yeah, yeah
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Let me see them tan lines, boy, don't be shy (Yeah)
Show me what you got, got, got, got, got (Oh; oh yeah, yeah)
Strip it down to the Levi's, blue-jean baptized (Oh)
Gettin' me, mm, hot, hot, hot, hot (Yeah; oh yeah, yeah)
I know you gotta get home to your mama's cookin' (Gotta get home)
But don't worry, boy, she ain't lookin'
So, baby, take me where the sun don't shine, shine, shine
Now let me see them tan lines
Mm, oh-oh, yeah, yeah
Now let me see them tan lines
Oh-oh, yeah (Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, woah)

[Outro]
Them tan lines