Ernie Halter - Blue Dress

　　LRC:妙一法师

　　I love the way that blue dress hangs over your body

　　soft satin hangs to your hips and its cool to the touch

　　you ain't afraid of getting your dress dirty

　　lying on that park grass at night

　　dew from the ground collects on our skin

　　and it feels alright

　　Blue Dress, hair in a mess

　　girl your making me crazy

　　Blue Dress, hair in a mess

　　girl your making me crazy

　　i confess, i confess

　　play my guitar in the dark by the rusty old swingset

　　summer fire burns in the air baby you can almost taste it

　　you ain't afraid of getting your dress dirty

　　lying on that park grass at night

　　dew from the ground collects on our skin

　　and it feels alright

　　Blue Dress, hair in a mess

　　girl your making me crazy

　　i confess, i confess

　　Blue Dress, hair in a mess

　　girl your making me crazy

　　i confess, i confess

　　Blue Dress, hair in a mess

　　girl your making me crazy

　　i confess, i confess

　　Blue Dress, hair in a mess

　　girl your making me crazy

　　Blue Dress, hair in a mess

　　girl your making me crazy

　　i confess, i confess

　　i confess, i confess

　　i confess, i confess

　　Blue Dress