I'm in like with you. Not in love with you. Quite yet. My heart's beginning to. Slightly overrule. My head. . Oh no oh no. My self-control. It won't hold up.
As the sun goes down on the arizona plain. and the wind whistles by like a runaway train. hey hey hey it's a beautiful thing. well it's me and you and a flatbed truck.
Hi yup, hi yup, hi yup. . It would take more than a pack of wild horses. Pullin' your wagon to keep you from me. It would take more than superior forces.