Written by Billy Lawson
By Ty England E A E B E All day long at the factory I can't do my job A E B E It ain't at all like me to count the minutes on the clock A E B E I walk around on a cloud like a love sick fool A E B E All because of mystical sweet little kissable irresistible you E A E B E I vowed I'd never take another chance with this heart of mine A E B E I'd have no part of romance after being burned last time A E B E Now here I am my guard down like I swore I wouldn't do A E B E All because of mystical, sweet little kissable, irresistible you A E B E I've lost all my self control, I'm like someone I don't know A E F# B A One taste of your sweet lips and I can't help myself E B E Girl you got me where you want me, I'm where I wanna be too A E B E All because of mystical, sweet little kissable, irresistible you