My baby don't mess around Because she loves me so And this I know for sure But does she really wanna But can't stand to see me Walk out the door? Don't try to fight the feeling 'Cause the thought alone is killing me right now Thank God for Mom and Dad For sticking to together 'Cause we don't know how You think you've got it Oh, you think you've got it But "got it" just don't get it 'Til there's nothing at all We get together Oh, we get together But sex's always better When there's feelings involved If what they say is "Nothing is forever" Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes Love the exception? So why oh why oh, why oh why oh why oh Are we so in denial If you know we're not happy here?