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I've been thinking I should write some kinda lovesong for youTo prove to you I doIt shouldn't be too hard to writeI'll just think of that time I first met you in OmahaYou were stranded on Jackson with a bus fare to who knows whereI took you in right then and thereAnd life took on a new formNo more staying out all nightNo more killing ourselves just to make ourselves feel alrightNo more sleeping with strangers and those awkward goodbyesI've never had much family never had too many friendsThen you came wandering throughAnd pompously I took you for grantedThat's why I gotta write this little, this little love song for youI'll sing about those Denver mornings you'd wake up bawling about a long lost kidYour maternal instincts were kicking inAs the sun dazzled bright above the peaksYou brought home a dog you found in the alleyYou said "Can't we keep her?" I said "What kinda man would I be?"So you bought her a collar and called her familyLetras de cancionesWriters are selfishWriters are egotistsI'm afraid I'm as bad as it getsI keep forgetting to censor the truthThat why I better write some kinda, some kinda love song for youI'm driving cross country in a U-HaulOn the hunt for our new homeHigh atop Eagle RockWe found a house with a big backyardSo we picked up yet another muttFrom the Crenshaw poundSipping coffee on the porch while the dogs wrestle on the lawnI'm sorry I've had my doubtsWe're a family of strays but together we've been foundWe're a family of strays but together we've been foundAhhh oohh ahhh oh oh From Letras Mania