Lyrics

Sneakers In The Dryer
Written by Fred Wilhelm and Leah Crutchfield

I’m calm and collected, the kind you don’t expect,
to break into a sweat or forget what she’s about to say,
I don’t rattle to easy, ain’t squeamish or queasy,
Got two feet solid on the ground beneath me most days,
That’s my disguise, I hide another side, that most guys eyes don’t see
It’s the part that shows, when you come home, and do what cha do to me

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When you shut that door, turn me on, set the room on fire
My heart’s beating in my chest like sneakers in the dryer


Sitting in the church pew, right next to you,
It’s all I can do to keep my eyes glued on the preacher
You slide on over, scoot a little closer
Heaven knows you’re making my knees weaker
The Lord’s Prayer said, we bow our heads,
for a silent moment you’re hands holding mine
I’m so distracted by the racket my heart’s making cause I

CHORUS
Thinking ‘bout the way you shut that door, turn me on, set the room on fire
My heart’s beating in my chest like sneakers in the dryer


Instrumental

Shut that door, turn me on, set the room on fire
My heart’s beating in my chest like sneakers in the dryer

Instrumental

Shut that door, turn me on, set the room on fire
My heart’s beating in my chest like sneakers in the dryer (x3)