I'm goin' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can get my room I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meet I believe,

Maybe I'm just a kid in love Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh And I got it all And I don't ever wanna grow up 'Cause I got it all 'Cause, it's alright, it's alright I wanna make you mine But I don't ever wanna grow up

I'm in love with your body Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I Come on, be my baby, come on I'm in love with the shape of you Every day discovering something brand new Come on now, follow my lead Girl, you know I want your love Your love was handmade for somebody like

I know you miss me Oh, when you kiss me And when you're with me The world just goes away The way you hold me I can see you with me when I'm older All my lonely nights are finally over You took the weight of the world off my shoulders

I've got a symbol in my driveway I've got a hundred million dollar friends I've got you a brand new weapon Let's see how destructive we can be Got a brand new set of stencils I've been connecting all the dots Got my plans in a zip-lock bag Let's see how

Yeah, I know that I let you down Is it too late to say I'm sorry now? 'Cause I'm missing more than just your body I'm sorry, yeah Sorry, yeah Yeah, is it too late now to say sorry? Oh, is it too late now to say sorry?

Nothing can shake me from your love, it's true No one can make me feel the things you do Oh no, oh no In this room With the light of the sun in my eyes Can't recall Where I am or what I did last night Though I try and I try

I don't need, I don't need it anyway If I can't pack it in a suitcase Oh, and make our escape I don't want it if I can't pack it in a suitcase So let's get away I'm feeling rich off your million dollar kiss If I can't fit it in a suitcase If I can't take

Can't find my way home But it's through you and I know What I'll do Just to get back in her arms C'mon, Angel, don't you cry Just to get back in her er er er er Way e ay e oh Can't find the way

Oh my darling, oh my love The things that we are made of I remember driving down the rutted roads late at night Following the summer moon, bright as any pair of headlights I felt the air on my face and the night pressed inside my palm A moment captured