Growin' up on the bayou can drive you outta your mind.. Marie was a youngin' when she left the Black Water behind.. It all happened one night. In the back of Jimmy's car.
Love. I know that I did you bad and badder. Must have been insane as an old mad hatter then. But pride is a fairy tale sweet darlin'. Lonely is a cold hard fact.
Oh no, here we go, and there you go again,. When we disagree, you leave when you don't win. Honey, your sidewalk baby talk don't get it with me no more.