It’s fine, it’s cool
You can say that we are nothing but you know the truth.
And guess I’m… the fool
With her arms out like an angel through the car sunroof
I don’t wanna call it off,
but you don’t wanna call it love.
You only wanna be the one that I call “baby”
You can miss a hundred boys in Mars,
take another nap, try to stop the feeling.
You can say it’s just the way you are,
make a new excuse, another silly reason.
Good luck, babe, well, good luck, babe.
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe, well, good luck, babe.
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
I’m cliché, who cares?
It’s a super fun, medieval type of country fair.
And I cry, it’s not fair
I just need a little lovin’, I just need a little air
Think I’m gonna call it off,
even if you call it love.
I just wanna love someone who calls me “baby”
You can miss a hundred boys in Mars,
take another nap, try to stop the feeling.
You can say it’s just the way you are,
make a new excuse, another silly reason.
Good luck, babe, well, good luck, babe.
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe, well, good luck, babe.
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
When you stand up next to him in the middle of the light,
with your head in your hands, with something better than life.
And when you think about me, all of those years ago
You’re standing face to face with “I told you so”
You know I hate to say, “I told you so”
You know I hate to say, but, I told you so
You can miss a hundred boys in Mars,
take another nap, try to stop the feeling.
You can say it’s just the way you are,
make a new excuse, another silly reason.
Good luck, babe, well, good luck, babe.
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe, well, good luck, babe.
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck
You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling