Tommy still drives that ol' pickup truck
He had back in
I can't believe that I've found you
Fate did a number
I made a promise to myself
Never again
To get burned by
We agreed that it was over
Now the lines have all
I've got a four leaf clover
I hung a horseshoe on
I'd be fooling myself, thinkin' I've got it made
I just
I'm waiting on the green light to make you mine
But
Straight out of some story
You walked in, in all your
Out on the porch swing
Like some old painting
He seems like
I used to sing to her
It used to make her