Well I ain't Burt Reynolds and I ain't Tom Selleck
I
Go down the road
called Yesterday
Take a left on a lost
I sat up thinkin' late last night
Do they have a
You are the love of my life
And you are the
They oughta' run your picture in a magazine
'Cause you're the
Well I met her out at Murphy's restaurant
She said she
Sittin' in a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant
She was
Cardboard sign says yard sale
Real estate sign says sold
Family picninc
She still answers whenever I callWe talk about work and
We met at the Broken spoke restaurant and loungeI lit
I rolled out of bed, grabbed a cup of caffeine
Grease in our hairHands in our pocketsWe stood and staredAt
Well I really look a messEver since you left I
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