Can nobody love somebody that do not love themselves You are what you choose to be It's not up to no one else So be great, be kind Don't let them dim your light Little girl, watching her reflection As she parts her curls into four sections She says, "I

Why wait another minute With a preacher who could hook us up right away Love don't need a reason Baby I don't see how I could love you anymore than I do today So why wait For somethin' we should'a done yesterday? I know a little church What'aya say girl,

And baby, when you wanna start growin' up Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah We can boom, boom, boom, baby, fall in love I need a man A man who can act like a man So hear me now, I don't get paid to babysit no one I'm out here lookin' for the one to love

But what good's love if it ain't a little complicated? No, it don't always go just like you hoped it would But sometimes complicated's pretty damn good Roll the window down, baby, wave goodbye To your mama standin' there in the drive From the day we met

Just hold on tight to me, girl Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love Right back, rock you back Wake up, wake up, wake up,

Her love's like rain on a tin roof Sweet song on a summer time storm And the way that it moves you It's a melody of passion raging on Then it's gone Her eyes are blue just like the ocean Her heart is a river free Well now and then she gets the notion And

Like it only gets to shine for a little while Catch it in a mason jar and with holes in the top And run like hell to show it off That's just me and Charlie talking So you treat your love like a firefly Me and Charlie boy used to go walking, Sittin' in

Isn't she cra-crazy beautiful Isn't she stra-strange and wonderful And I think I love her more than I even understand We get so close, kissing like Eskimos It's a little bit much I know, I do She's a little bit wild, a little bit mad, a little bit uh oh,

Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your make-up Soon he will open the door Don't think because there's a ring on your finger You needn't try any more For wives should always be lovers too I'm warning you

Didn't know what I wanted yet I wanna thank you for letting me live in a house Well here's another love song for you When you were a little girl When you were an ocean away from me But you were already listening to The Pixies When we were a little shy