It ain't but two things That I really understand Yeah when I was in the country I only had two friends Yeah that was a whistlin' woman You know boys and a crowing hen Well you know that is a lyin' woman You know boys and a jealous hearted man Yeah I'm so

When you meet a boy That you like a lot And you fall in love But he loves you not If a flame should start When he holds you near Better keep your heart Out of danger dear For the way of love

Like it was burnin' way back With the same ol' flame that got away and never gave my heart back Aww, and that same ol' flame burns I'm still the same ol' boy in love Me and you and this town we been through it you could say that I guess some things never

I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar Singing, singing, singing Ooh la la, he breaks my heart American, 'merican, 'merican boy Know it's my American boy And ooh la la, my American boy And insecure 'bout all the things you say (say, say, say,

You know everybody makes mistakes Don’t let me be yours Boy, you think that you know me Oh, but you can’t see my lonely heart That’s when we find out who we are You know everybody makes mistakes, mmm Things look different in the mornin', oh Would you

Dance, dance We're falling apart to halftime And these are the lives you love to lead I'm two quarters and a heart down And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds Why don't you show me a little bit of spine Dance this is the way they'd love (way

Yeah everything goes away But bones in the ground We were tight knit boys Brothers in more then name You would kill for me And knew that I'd do the same And it cut me sharp Hearing you'd gone away But everything goes away

Hey Lolita, hey I know what the boys want, I'm not gonna play Whistle all you want but I'm not gonna say Never was in love, skipping heart beats with the boys downtown Just you and me feelin the heat beatin when the sun goes down Kiss me in the d.a.r.k.

We'll carry on Your memory will carry on Will never take my heart You can try You'll never break me When I was a young boy My father took me into the city To see a marching band He said, son, when you grow up

Yeah everything goes away But bones in the ground We were tight knit boys Brothers in more then name You would kill for me And knew that I'd do the same And it cut me sharp Hearing you'd gone away But everything goes away