Came in here with good intentions Wore the horse I thought you’d like Made it out the way I came in The door was open, I know why
Nobody talks this much Mad ’cause you got it in black But you want the red one You want the red one, please Nobody needs that much Holding the rail in the bag ‘Cause you want the white one You want the white one, snow Covering the trees Like it’s thirty-two degrees And oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh It’s not even the weekend Will we even see it? Oh-oh
When you need someone I can be right there If it’s strong enough And if we’re close enough We can call it love But a night off would be cool