I don't have very much,
But you know that I'm a giver.
I promised you some things,
And didn't quite deliver.
I'll never make excuses,
It's really not my style.
No one's passing judgment,
No one here's on trial.
Just can't help myself,
My love for you's intense.
I don't make many dollars,
And we don't make much sense.
All my friends are telling me,
It'll never work.
I try to stay calm,
While I watch you go berserk.
I'm afraid to speak,
You tend to blurt things out.
I prefer to whisper,
You're the kind to shout.
Just can't help myself,
My love for you's intense.
I don't make many dollars,
And we don't make much sense.
I like beer and burgers,
You prefer Chinese.
I like sports and pool hall,
You like wine and cheese.
You like reading novels
I'm not big on books.
I still ask myself,
How I got a second look.
Just can't help myself,
My love for you's intense.
I don't make many dollars,
And we don't make much sense.
3 comments:
This might be my new favorite Rotchin song! It's very listenable, and I love the guitar solo!
Funny, I played it for my daughter (20). I often play her songs I like for her opinion and vice versa. Her response, was meh, old man music. I guess she's right LOL. I hit a bad note on the solo, as I'm sure you hear. But I liked the rest too much to try it again, it being improvised and done in one take together with vocal.
What's wrong with "old man music"? I would take that as a compliment! What kind of music does she like?
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