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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 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 And at the show on Tuesday She was in her mindset Tempered furs and spangled boots Looks are deceiving , making me believe it And these tiresome paper dreams Paper dreams, honey, yeah So won't you go far Tell me you're a keeper Not about to lie down for your cause But you don't pull my strings because 'Cause I'm a better man Moving on to better things 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 Yes, our wish's that we never make it Through all the summers We kept them up instead of Kicking us back down to the suburbs Yes, our wish's that we never make it Through all the summers We kept them up instead of Kicking us back down to 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, 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