Sittin' on the front step Little white suitcase Hearing that diesel ‘Fore it hit the front gate His headlights burnin' down a Friday night Southern Belle statue Standing in the screen door Watching her whole world Head for an old four With a man that can't look her in the eye So I run, to him Big hug, jump in And I cry for her Out the window Some mommas and daddies Are loving in a straight line Take forever to heart And take a long sweet ride But some mommas and daddies Let their heart strings tear and tangle And some of us get stuck In a love triangle Bowling alley burger Fries and a milkshake Heading to the same old Two-dollar matinee ‘Baby, how's your school been, and how's your mom?' Patsy Cline echoes Back off the dashboard Staring at my boots And the dusty old floorboards Baby, two weeks ain't really all that long So I run, to her Wrap my arms, around her skirt And I cry for him Out the window Some mommas and daddies Are loving in a straight line Take forever to heart And take a long sweet ride But some mommas and daddies Let their heart strings tear and tangle And some of us get stuck In a love triangle Oooooh Oooooh In a love triangle Oooooh Oooooh Some mommas and daddies Are loving in a straight line Take forever to heart And take a long sweet ride But some mommas and daddies Let their heart strings tear and tangle, oh And some mommas and daddies Ran outta love in ‘94 And some mommas and daddies Don't even talk no more And some mommas and daddies Let their heart strings tear and tangle And some of us get stuck And some of us grow up In a love triangle