We met back in High School She was in Madrigal and Choir She sang like no one’s business She had a certain special fire But she loved to ride horses At her parents’ ranch for hours Bought her a rose on Valentines Day But she never liked gettin’ flowers She liked goin’ out to the…
She didn’t break up with me Cause I said the wrong thing She didn’t cut me off permanently Cause she didn’t like the songs I’d sing when I’d serenade her from her lawn And the neighbors would sing along No, she said if I had more money Things wouldn’t have turned out wrong She liked…
A wave of nausea hit him as he walked through the halls He remembered their mocking and physical abuse They teased him heartlessly & kicked him in the balls But he knew they changed and he’s different too He sauntered into the reunion in his suit and tie His gorgeous girlfriend was holding his hand…
I thought in you, I found a friend One who would be there until death We fought like good friends do So I began holding my breath There was a day when I knew You didn’t want me to know you It was after many things you said hammered at once inside my head Foolish…
She’s the girl on my street She’s light on her feet She knows me all too well I like her so, so much Though our lips never touched And her secrets I won’t tell And if she’s my Betty Then where’s my Veronica? Yeah if she’s my Betty Then where’s my Veronica? If she’s not…
I had a few dollars in my wallet And I asked her for a walk into town She went upstairs to get her sweater And said to me she’d be right down Then she walked down the staircase She was showin’ those pearly whites She winked at me & said she was happy I could…
She knew my story likely a little too wellIt was the kind of tale I couldn’t quite sellI was a bunch of basic for someone like herShe was the same age, but more mature She had admirers who were older than meWho I’d get to know and like reluctantlyI was jealous of those guys who…
We met in high school She was trouble for me She lived across town In a broken family I was really lucky I had some stability That attracted her To her I was somebody We split at least twice The fights weren’t nice We’d make up very fast I didn’t think we would last Now…
You can be ashamed of being a rich kid ’cause your parents give you what you want You can be ashamed of being middle class and of Uncle Jeb who’s a chef at a restaurant You can be ashamed of your hand-me-downs and your little baby brother named Roy You can be ashamed of all…
