Brother Jack - Old Vinyl

Sitting in your living room
Listening to old vinyl records play
We'll get up and practice our dancing moves
As we so often have a tendency to do

As the record spins around
I put my hand on the small of your back
With a pop and a crack and a hiss and a kiss
It goes something like this

Warm soft light
Coming from the lamp in the corner
And I will hold you tight
Music is soft and low
But it's pounding in my head
And I will hold you tight
Spinning across the carpet
With your hands on my shoulders
I'll hold you tight
Did I mention I'd hold you tight
Oh, this is home
And oh, this is home

As the record spins around
I put my hand on the small of your back
With a pop and a crack and a hiss and a kiss
It goes something like this

Warm soft light
Coming from the lamp in the corner
And I will hold you tight
Music is soft and low
But it's pounding in my head
And I will hold you tight
Spinning across the carpet
With your hands on my shoulders
I'll hold you tight
Did I mention I'd hold you tight
Oh, this is home
And oh, this is home
Oh, this is home

Written by:
Jeremy Jack

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, BROTHER JACK'S SONGBOOK

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