What if I was Jesse James. Or had one of them outlaw names?. Could you handle my Wild West games. Livin' on the run?. . What if we were Bonnie and Clyde.
Baby you're outta my league. I'm so like an old farm pick up truck. And you deserve a limousine. Baby can't believe you're with me. Cause I'm more like an old Andy Griffith show.
You always make us late. Messing with your make-up. And it's a big debate. If you think you're pretty enough. . You laugh at all your jokes. When nobody else does.
We were sittin' up there on your momma's roof. Talkin' 'bout everything under the moon. With the smell of honeysuckle and your perfume. All I could think about was my next move.
I love you. You love me. Its cut and dry. The way its supposed to be. So dont. Shut me outside. We got one chance. And its tonight. . [CHORUS]. Id bare my soul.
Here you are - my bonny boys. You're all dressed up to seize the world. And all its toys. I hope it's roses all the way. May you be lauded from Tiree to Arinsay.