Well I hardly knew ya baby
And you were comin' on
Mama
Oh - thinkin' about our younger years
There was only you
When the feelin' is ended
There ain't no use pretendin'
Turned on the radio
Sounded like a disco
Musta turned the dial
The telephone's bin ringin'
Ringin' off the wall
It's your Las Vegas
You're the silent type
And you caught my eye
But I never
She says her love for me could never die
But
Monday mornin' - it's time to get up
Two cups of
I've been lookin' for someone
Between the fire and the flame
We're
I got my first real six string
Bought it at
