I met you the other night, you had no disguise
And we sat, and we drank, and we tried; on a Friday night
You say you been right through hell, oh I know it well
I said lets walk right through hell, we both know it well; know it well
And then I saw you again, oh yah how ya been?
On a cold Miami night, sexual firefight
You said sign my dotted line, and youll be all mine
I said I walk my own line, yes I walk the line; walk the line
Chorus
Maybe we would never be
Maybe we would never be
Story: Song about a girl. Song about the struggles we go through to find the one.
Artist: Little Texas
Artist: George Clinton
Artist: Julie London