So at my show on Monday. I was hoping someday. You'd be on your way to better things. It's not about your make-up. Or how you try to shape up. To these tiresome paper dreams. Paper dreams honey. So now you pour your heart out. You're telling me you're far out. You're all about to lie down for your cause. But you don't pull my strings. Cause I'm a better man. Moving on to better things. But uh oh I love her because. She moves in her own way. But uh oh she came to my show. Just to hear about my day. And at the show on Tuesday. She was in her mindset. Tempered firs and spangled boots. Looks are deceiving. Making me believe it. And these tiresome paper dreams. Paper dreams honey yeah. So won't you go far. Tell me you're a keeper. You're all about to lie down for your cause. But you don't pull my strings. Cause I'm a better man. Moving on to better things. But uh oh I love her because. She moves in her own way. But uh oh she came to my show. Just to hear about my day. Yes our wish's that we never made it. Through all the summers. We kept them up instead of. Kicking us back down to the suburbs. Yes our wish's that we never made it. Through all the summers. We kept them up instead of. Kicking us back down to the suburbs. But uh oh I love her because. She moves in her own way. But uh oh she came to my show. Just to hear about my day. But uh oh I love her because. She moves in her own way. But uh oh she came to my show. Just to hear about my day