Something to Prove By Sam Callahan
I guess I got a real confession to make,
You caused my heart to skip a beat,
I must’a got a little nervous babe,
Seeing you in them tight blue jeans,
Then you knocked over the glass and showed me puppy dog eyes,
And I fell for ya clumsiness,
and you stayed over at mine and we were up all night,
Doing things that we might regret..
Now baby I don’t know,
What are they feeding you,
Girl to make you taste as damn good as you do,
It’s just words you whispered and the way that you move,
The way you made me feel like I had something to prove,
Something to prove NANANA x3
The way you made me feel like I had something to prove,
Who could’ve known back when we very first met,
That neither you or I were gon’ be tired of this yet,
Lets travel the world and the seven seas,
We’ll make a house a home,
And I’ll get down on one knee,
Baby, Take a risk and follow me,
Into whatever chaos we receive,
It’s nothing can’t handle with our eyes closed,
Upstream without a paddle’s where I feel home most.
Now baby I don’t know, what are they feeding you,
Girl to make you taste as damn good as you do,
It’s just words you whispered and the way that you move,
The way you made me feel like I had something to prove,
Something to prove NANANA x3
The way you made me feel like I had something to prove,
You – make – me – feel – like I had something,
Like I had something to prove.
Now baby I don’t know, what are they feeding you,
Girl to make you taste as damn good as you do,
It’s just words you whispered and the way that you move,
The way you made me feel like I had something to prove,
Something to prove NANANA x3
The way you made me feel like I had something to prove.
