And let this winter pass on by Peoples, I'm gonna have to go Call my baby You know the little girl fail to come If I call my baby You know the little girl would fail to come Hot spring water Oh, yeah boy, wouldn't help her none I mean, wouldn't help her

Good mornin' 'lil school girl, Tell your mother and your father, I'm gettin' me an airplane, can I go home, can I go home with you? I'm a little school boy too Woke up this mornin', woke up this mornin', I didn't know what to, I didn't know what to do

No use old girl You may as well surrender Your hopes are getting slender Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy To cheer up little girl blue Sit there and count your fingers What can you do Old girl you're through Just sit there and count your little

Good morning little school girl Sometime I don't know what I'm gonna buy me a airplane Now who's that coming, yonder? Can I go home with Can I go home with you? Tell your mother and your father I once was a schoolboy too Woman, what in this world to

Is that alright? To look right in my eyes To tell me you love me To be by my side At the end of my life At the moment I die Life is so simple A little boy, a little girl

And have a big time tonight A bunch of down home boys and some blue jean girls Kicking up the dirt and shooting out the lights Life can be an ol' briar patch Gotta dance your way through it sometimes So we're gonna drink a little beer, play a little

Now would you hate me if I said goodbye So quick you could eat my dust? In the wind from dawn 'til dusk? When you cry, you waste your time Over boys you never liked So keep it light Girl, would it kill you just to throw a little bit of attention? If I

Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie 1994, Joe Diffie comin' out my radio I'm just a country boy with a farmer's tan So help me girl I'll be your Pick-Up Man How 'bout a night to remember and a fifth of Goose 'Bout to bust out my honky-tonk attitude A little feel good

I'm a little boy, you're a little girl Once upon a time Time's getting on, time's over now No time before it's too soon No time after it's too late Time's getting old, time's over now Don't try to be on time Don't try to run after time

How about you? When a girl meets boy Life can be a joy But the note they end on Will depend on Little pleasures they will share So let us compare I like New York in June, how about you? I like a Gershwin tune, how about you?