you don’t try too hard
so any way you want it
i like it like that

reelin’ and rockin’
wild weekend bits and pieces
catch us if you can

you got what it takes
i’m feelin’ glad all over
over and over

please don’t let me down
whoa, can’t you see that she’s mine?
everybody knows

well, do you love me?
because, because i love you
come home, chaquita

as with good red wine
life is best only half full
we need room to breathe

he decides no tea
but puts the kettle on
just to hear her whistle-song
somehow it resonates
in comforting soulese
like cinnamon sugar