"They said your love life's in trouble in a magazine I read. When the one you love is hangin' off of his side of the bed. Baby, you're just barely hangin' on.
Traveling with the rodeo. It's the only life I'll ever know. I started in New Mexico. Must have been a thousand years ago. I used to be the best they say.
She's got your eyes, she's got my nose. Oh and I get high just watching her grow. We always dreamed we'd live in a castle, oh but. We're in the same old shack.
I sometimes wonder why. All the flowers had to die, I dream about you. And now summer's come and gone. And the nights they seem so long. . Come on over tonight.