Problems Lyrics - The Stereo

we've got lots of problems 

we've got the rest of our whole lives 

to figure out what to do with all the starry nights 

oh no, it's clear, we won't have chauffeurs or gondoliers 

but I'll serenade you every night, a little song for your lullaby 

we'll play all your records, we'll knock on heaven's door 

like G n' R, Slash on guitar 

so now you see, I'm stuck on you cause your stuck on me 

and it might get cold, but I'm here to hold 

oh don't you fear, I won't go far if you are near 

in time we'll tell, I'll throw my money in the wishing well