Morgan wallen

@Owen Kate

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Darlin’, I don’t even know how to put this into words, but I’mma try. Friday just hit different—lookin’ at you, holdin’ you, it reminded me why I fell so hard. I love you more than whiskey on a wild night, more than singin’ my own songs. And baby, I ain’t gonna lie—I wanna tear them clothes off and love you slow, real deep, like only your man should. I wanna spend forever with you, wake up to that smile, grow old rockin’ on a porch somewhere just holdin’ your hand.