Eddie Lyrics - I'm Just A Girl - Deana Carter

Eddie's got a way of looking at the world 

Through rose-colored glasses 

He's got a little of the Midas touch 

When it comes to mystery 

Never, ever gonna show his cards 

That's just the way things are 

And I won't let go of Eddie for anything 

I met him at the 76 on my way to California 

I was paying for my lottery ticket 

And a can of ice-cold beer 

He was out of cigarettes 

Now we're calling off all bets 

And I won't let go of Eddie for anything 

I've got this feeling 

I've got a real good feeling 

Eddie's gonna get that jog in South Calabashs