Preach On — Lola Ray

Your red dress doesn't come alive 'til you cross your legs and wave goodbye Better late then never Better never

I heard that you got in trouble Holding your hand with the company devil Better late then never Better never to tell me how much you cared

I got it wrong when you went away You were talking loud I had my hands up Don't come this way

So preach on Keep on with your words Talk on Leave me in a blur Preach on Go on with your words Keep on Keeping me in a blur

I don't know yet I'll find out There's nothing wrong with my head What I'm talking about

So preach on You can't go on and on about nothing now You think got it all worked out You think you got it all worked out

So preach on You can't go on and on about nothing now You think got it all worked out Ain't nobody listening now What you gonna do

So preach on You can't go on and on about nothing now You think got it all worked out You think you got it all worked out

So preach on You can't go on and on about nothing now (Keep on with your words) You think got it all worked out You think got it all worked out (Talk on keep me in a blur) Ain't nobody listening now

What you gonna...