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My mother was a mail-order bride
But my father was a fool till the day he died
So is it any wonder I'm not good enough for you
I'm just gonna leave these garage flowers and push on through

Hey, honey, I was wond'ring where you've been
'Cause if you don't ring the bell, then you won't get in
I'm not getting any younger waiting home alone for you
If you're just gonna leave your garage flowers and push on through

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Hey baby, I'll never live up to you in your ivory tower
There's not enough room for two
Not for me and you
So I sing you my second-rate serenade
And bring you half-cut flowers and I'm half-afraid of you

But I'm half in love
Said with a cough
And the price scratched off

My mother only ran with a chosen few
And she would not approve of a man like you
Well, she was never happy all alone with a bird's-eye view
And me, I wouldn't mind if you took me down just a peg or two

I don't want too much and I don't know what I need
And a bar on a Friday night is about my speed
So meet me in the middle baby, come on down just a peg or two
And we can take a walk around some common ground, just me and you

Hey baby, I'll never live up to you in your ivory tower
There's not enough room for two
Not for me and you
So I sing you my second-rate serenade
And bring you half-cut flowers and I'm half-afraid of you

But I'm half in love
Said with a cough
And the sticker pulled off

Writer(s): Dave Holden, Louise Holden

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