I walked her to the plane in Phoenix
I said "Say
Out on Highway 64
Sat a Mustang and a GTO
They were
When her high heels hit the floor
Let her go
When she
i'm re-submitting the lyrics for "looks aren't everything" as
Shame, shame, shame, shame
You're stirring up that old flame
I know
My baby's playing hard to please
And I think I figured
She walked right out without a word
She's living back in
