She's a streak in the sky
On a midsummer night
She's a jet plane
Doing tricks in the air
She's a beautiful formation
And she's better than me
At so many things
It's true
She's a wondrous occasion
For the whole wide world
She's a celebration
Of youth
And she's my muse
Though I don't say the right things
I stumble on words and trip up and hurt
Sometimes, I make her feel worse
Because of my mood
She's a gorgeous crater
The biggest impact on me
So, why do I have to be
The biggest fool?
She's a cheerleader
Who brightens the room
Determined to save me
From the gloom
She's my dream woman
And my perfect wife
My imagination
Sees our life
But I can be rude
And I don't say the right things
I stumble on words and trip up and hurt
Sometimes, I make her feel worse
Because of my mood
I'm writing my songs on six strings
And a honky tonk
Looking for the notes I want to use
But my love is out of tune
No pitch bend can make amends
But my solo will have to do
I don't say the right things
I stumble on words and trip up and hurt
Sometimes I make her feel worse
Because of my mood
I'm writing my songs on six strings
And a honky tonk
Looking for the notes I want to use
I don't say the right things
I stumble on words and trip up and hurt
Sometimes I make her feel worse
Because of my mood
I'm writing my songs on six strings
And a honky tonk
Looking for the notes I want to use
But my love is out of tune