Blame it all on my roots, I showed up in boots. And ruined your black tie affair. The last one to show, the last one to know. The last one you thought you'd see there.
Blame it all on my roots. I showed up in boots. And ruined your black tie affair. The last one to know. The last one to show. I was the last one. You thought you'd see there.
Out on the highway a lot of pretty girls go by. But none have been right. Up until today I would never settle down. But you keep comming around. . And your love is a miracle.