I've carried my thoughts for quite a time It's so hard for me to keep them And if I put them down into this book It might be easier to sleep then
There's a lot of tunes that'll never be sung Because the faith and rules have changes Now I'm singing one last song In honor of a lady who could turn my head around
And I'm thinking about her A woo, woah, I'm thinking about her I'm thinking about her, oh yeah
Well, Caroline came and then she went We just couldn't get together But then I tried a lot of different scenes I couldn't find anything better
All my troubles made me think of a time When I had a woman named Pauline And now I'm singing one last song In honor of a lady who could turn my head around
And I'm thinking about her A woo, woah, I'm thinking about her I'm thinking about her, oh yeah, okay
Rafine had a tender smiley face Don't always make a lady You can pull it all out of a makeup case While your mans in the parlor waiting
I believe I found the perfect girl But I didn't have the sense to keep her And now I'm singing one last song In honor of a lady who could turn my head around
And I'm thinking about her A woo, woah, I'm thinking about her I'm thinking about her, oh yeah I'm thinking about her, oh yeah I'm thinking about her
I've carried my thoughts for quite a time It's so hard for me to keep them And if I put them down into this book It might be easier to sleep then
There's a lot of tunes that'll never be sung Because the faith and rules have changes Now I'm singing one last song In honor of a lady who could turn my head around
And I'm thinking about her A woo, woah, I'm thinking about her I'm thinking about her, oh yeah
Well, Caroline came and then she went We just couldn't get together But then I tried a lot of different scenes I couldn't find anything better
All my troubles made me think of a time When I had a woman named Pauline And now I'm singing one last song In honor of a lady who could turn my head around
And I'm thinking about her A woo, woah, I'm thinking about her I'm thinking about her, oh yeah, okay
Rafine had a tender smiley face Don't always make a lady You can pull it all out of a makeup case While your mans in the parlor waiting
I believe I found the perfect girl But I didn't have the sense to keep her And now I'm singing one last song In honor of a lady who could turn my head around
And I'm thinking about her A woo, woah, I'm thinking about her I'm thinking about her, oh yeah I'm thinking about her, oh yeah I'm thinking about her
