Betty Mae, Betty Mae, you shall be my wife someday I wants a little sweet girl, that will do anything that I say Betty Mae, you is my heartstring, you is my destiny Betty Mae, you my heartstring, you is my destiny And you rolls across my mind, baby, each

Oh, oh, but sweetness follows It's these little things, they can pull you under Readying to bury your father and your mother What did you think when you lost another? I used to wonder why did you bother Distanced from one, blind to the other? Listen

You'll find out that the deepest cut is the first time (Ooh) The first times always cut the deepest Going on, my first impression, I recall you wearing white There was something sweet in the air, babe, that summer night There will always be another time

Now who will kiss your lips darlin' Who will call you sweetheart Oh who will tell you they love you Oh you once was my little sweetheart Now who's been talkin' to you Somebody's been tellin' you wrong Things a-bout me that you shouldn't believe I miss

Love love love is looking good, Good good on you, Can you feel it Oh everybody sees it. How your sweet smile has a way of, Lighting up the room, Yeah you shine like diamonds, In everything you do. Oh love love love is looking good,

That's what happens when two worlds collide Your world was made up of things sweet and good My world could never fit in, I wish it could Two hearts lie in shambles and oh, how they've cried Those wedding bells with never ring for me Your world was so

Oh baby, you know what I like Hello, baby Yeah, this is the Big Bopper speakin' Ha ha ha ha ha, oh you sweet thing Will I what? Chantilly lace and a pretty face And a pony tail a-hangin' down

So here I go Now here I go Oh sweet ignition be my fuse You have no choice you have to choose Bid farewell to yesterday Say goodbye I'm on my way Fuck it all I came from nothing I'm something from nothing You are my fuse

Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain Moonlight makes me dizzy Sunlight makes me clean Your light is the sweetest thing That this boy has ever seen I got a friend in Fremont He sells used cars, ya know Well, he calls me up twice a year Just ask me how'd

These foolish things remind me of you And still my heart has wings Oh, how the ghost of you clings! How strange how sweet to find you still These things are dear to me They seem to bring you near to me Oh! Will you never let me be? Oh! Will you never set