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

You're not about to lie down for your cause

But you don't pull my strings

'cos I'm a better man

Moving on to better things.

Well uh oh, oh I love her because she moves in her own way

Well uh oh, oh she came to my show just to hear about my day.

And at the show on tuesday

She was in her mindset

Tempered furs and spangled boots

Looks are deceiving

Make me believe it

And these tiresome paper dreams

Paper dreams, honey

Yeah...

So wont you go far

Tell me you're a keeper

Not about to lie down for your cause

And you don't pull my strings

'cos I'm a better man

Moving on to better things.

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

Well 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

They're keeping us instead of

Kicking us back

Down through the suburbs

Yes I wish that we never made it

Through all the summers

They're keeping us instead of

Kicking us back

Down through the suburbs.

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

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

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

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