I once though of love as a prison. A place I didn't want to be.. So long ago, I made a decision. To be footloose and fancy-free.. But you came and I was so tempted.
Well, I guess it was back in sixty-three. When eatin' my cookin' got the better of me. So I asked this little girl I was goin' with. To be my wife. . Well, she said she would.