Lambchop Loretta Lung
the crickets cry tonight
here comes your girl
the showers fall tonight
it's a rainy world
the shivers on the spine
could be what we had in mind
remember all the times we said
we could be we should be in love
on a windy porch tonight
here comes your girl
beneath the dull porch light
your thoughts will curl
past the women and the men
to where the story ends
the voice from up above says
we could be we should be in love
my disgusting habits end
it's a crazy world
neither real nor pretend
and there's your girl
my eyes fall from my head
with all the pages read
and i'm so glad you said
we could be we should be in love