Dave Mason
What Do We Got Here?
She don't claim to be the perfect oneAnd I don't claim to be Sir LancelotWe ain't sure when we're positiveIt's likely that we'll sit here scratching our headsShe don't say that she loves meAnd I don't send her no flowersWhat do we got here?What do we got here?We've got something I'm not sure ofIt ain't likely but I think they call it loveWell I think they call it loveShe don't climb no trees for meAnd I don't tell her she shouldWe don't sneak around or step on toesWell we agree that that ain't goodEverybody thinks I'm crazyAnd all her friends tell her to leave me alone
From Letras Mania