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Lyric Credits: |
Chris Gantry, Jon Roniger and Sam Cooper |
Music Credits: |
Chris Gantry, Jon Roniger and Sam Cooper |
Producer Credits: |
Sam Cooper |
Publisher Credits: |
Chris Gantry Music/Studio 33 Music, Jon Roniger Music and Jericat Music |
Performance Credits: |
Tim Buppert (vocals), Sam Cooper--all instruments |
Label Credits: |
Red Heart Records |
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Short Song Description:
the singer not much on fixing things except for in the bedroom
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Song Length |
2:21 |
Primary Genre |
Country-Contemporary |
Tempo / Feel |
Country-Boogie |
Tempo / Feel |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Subject Matter 1 |
Fun |
Mood 1 |
In High Spirits |
Similar Artist 1 |
Jerry Lee Lewis |
Similar Artist 2 |
Rascal Flatts |
Language |
English |
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WHAT YOUR MAN CAN'T FIX
music and words by Jon Roniger, Chris Gantry and Sam Cooper ©2009
615-469-4067 jericat@yahoo.com
(intro)
My baby loves to call me her "good time machine".
She knows that I don't break down or ever run out of steam.
But, when things stay broke around the house, she says "This ain't no way to live."
I say "Baby, I ain't no handyman, a lover's what I is."...cause...
(verse)
Ain't no good with wrenches, ain't no good with a drill,
I ain't no Timmy Toolman, I ain't no Bobby Vila,
Don't know how to weld, don't know how to solder,
If you want something fixed, call your brother or your father.
(chorus)
There's one room in the house and you know where,
I'm a master craftsman in home repair.
When it comes to the boudoir, I know all the tricks,
There ain't nothin' in there what your man can't fix.
(verse)
Broken window in the kitchen, sink has got a leak.
Paper's pealing off the wall, the front door's got a squeak.
Basement's getting' flooded, there's hole in the roof,
I can't do nothing' 'bout 'em , if you wanna know the truth,
(chorus)
(bridge)
If you need your pipes cleaned, Baby, you know better,
But when your bed falls apart, I'll screw it back together.
(verse)
I ain't got a tool box, I ain't got a truck.
If you got a flat tire, you're flat out of luck.
I can't lay bricks, or build a wall with cinderblocks.
I ain't workin' in a quarry, but I'll make your bed rock.
(chorus)
(outro)
When it comes to the boudoir, I know all the tricks,
Ain't nothin' in there what your man can't fix. (3 times)
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