How can you tell when you're doin' alright?
Does your bank account swell while you're dreamin' at night?
How do you know when you're really in love?
Do violins play when you're touchin' the one that you're lovin'? Oh
Yeah, an' I like my women just a little on the trashy side
When they wear their clothes too tight and their hair is dyed
Too much lipstick an' er too much rouge
Gets me excited, leaves me feeling confused
An' I like my women just a little on the trashy side
Baby, lock the door and turn the lights down low
And put some music on that's soft and slow
Baby, we ain't got no place to go
I hope you understand
I've been thinking 'bout this all day long
Never felt a feeling quite this strong
I can't believe how much it turns me on
Just to be your man
"Close your eyes and remember this
It won't be back again
It's almost gone
Even times that don't seem like much
Will be your only crutch when you're alone
Time moves slow when you're seventeen
And then it picks up steam at twenty-one
Pretty soon you'll remember when you could remember when you loved someone."
With half-damp eyes I stare to the room
Where my friends and I'd spent many an afternoon
Where we would gather midst many a storm
Laughin and a-jokin til the early hours of the morn
As easy it was to tell black from white
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
And our choices they was few so the thought never hit
That the one road we traveled would ever shatter or split