She Moves In Her Own Way
So at my show on MondayI was hoping somedayYou'd be on your way to better things
It's not about your make-upOr how you try to shape upTo these tiresome paper dreamsPaper dreams, honey
So now you pour your heart outYou're telling me you're far outNot about to lie down for your cause
But you don't pull my strings'Cause I'm a better manMoving on to better things
But uh oh, I love her becauseShe moves in her own wayBut uh oh, she came to my showJust to hear about my day
And at the show on TuesdayShe was in her mindsetTempered furs and spangled boots
Looks are deceiving , making me believe itAnd these tiresome paper dreamsPaper dreams, honey, yeah
So won't you go farTell me you're a keeperNot about to lie down for your cause
But you don't pull my strings because'Cause I'm a better manMoving on to better things
But uh oh, I love her becauseShe moves in her own wayBut uh oh, she came to my showJust to hear about my day
Yes, our wish's that we never make itThrough all the summersWe kept them up instead ofKicking us back down to the suburbs
Yes, our wish's that we never make itThrough all the summersWe kept them up instead ofKicking us back down to the suburbs
But uh oh, I love her becauseShe moves in her own wayBut uh oh, she came to my showJust to hear about my day
But uh oh, I love her becauseShe moves in her own wayBut uh oh, oh, she came to my showJust to hear about my day