She Moves In Her Own Way

So at my show on Monday

I was hoping someday

You'd be on your way to better things

It's not about your make up

Or how you try to shape up

To these tiresome paper dreams

Paper dreams, honey

So now you pour your heart out

You're telling me you're far out

Not about to lie down for your cause

But you don't pull my strings

'Cause I'm a better man moving on to better things

But oh, oh, oh, I love her because she moves in her own way

But oh, oh, oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day

And at the show on Tuesday

She was in her mind, see

Tempered furs and spangled boots

Looks are deceiving

Make me believe it

And these tiresome paper dreams

Paper dreams, honey, yeah

So won't you go far?

Tell them you're a keeper

Not about to lie down for your cause

And you don't pull my strings

'Cause I'm a better man moving on to better things

But oh, oh, oh, I love her because she moves in her own way

But oh, oh, oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day

Yes, I wish that we never made it through all the summers

And kept them up instead of kicking us back down to the suburbs

Yes, I wish that we never made it through all the summers

And kept them up instead of kicking us back down to the suburbs

But oh, oh, I love her because she moves in her own way

But oh, oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day

Oh, oh, oh, oh, I love her because she moves in her own way

Oh, oh, oh, oh, she came to my show just to hear about my day