I live down the street, in a broken down house,
and a car up on block in the driveway.
The moment we meet, there was never a doubt
that we won't forget this Sunday.
It starts with a smile, and we walk a few miles,
and it all leads to this, our first kiss.
Chorus:
All my friends are saying "girl, what are you thinking?
you're better off, you're better off without him.
Find yourself another, girl, that boy is trouble,
you're better off, you're better off."
They can talk forever they just don't know better.
We drive around town in a rusty old truck
but somehow it feels like we're flying.
Don't wanna come down but they make it so tough,
cause everyone we know is trying to push us apart,
hide it down in our hearts, and they get what they want, cause you're gone.
Chorus:
All my friends are saying "girl, why are you crying?
you're better off, you're better off without him.
Find yourself another, girl, that boy is trouble,
you're better off, you're better off."
They can talk forever they just don't know better.
You come to my door in the pouring rain,
we know what we don't have to say.
You hand me a rose and I know that says
"we don't have to do things their way".
Chorus:
All my friends are saying "girl, what are you thinking?
you're better off, you're better off without him.
Find yourself another, girl, that boy is trouble,
you're better off, you're better off."
They can talk forever they just don't know better.
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