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I love my sleep. Obsessed with eight hours. Anybody knows me, knows that
But for you I’d drink a double coffee every day for seven days
‘Cause we talk too much at night!
And I can’t walk alone in a parking lot without this stupid, silly grin all over my face
And if I try to frown, it only makes me laugh and then I look insane
I’m not so sure I’m not
Cause for you I’d bake a hundred apple pies
For you I’d iron a thousand shirts
And we aren’t even Facebook status yet
We aren’t even Facebook status yet
It’s like you said –
It’s like when you exercise, and you don’t realize how sore you’ll be the next day
But then you wake and you feel muscles that you never knew you had
That’s like my heart today
And for you I’d do your shopping every week
For you I’d decorate a home
And we aren’t even Facebook status yet
We aren’t even Facebook status yet
So you’re California and I’m in Tennessee
It feels so silly now to call it love, until we meet…
But for you I’d still talk eight hours every night
For you I’d be there in the morning light
For you I’d watch some of your football games
For you I’d make our children’s birthday cakes!
And we aren’t even Facebook status yet
We aren’t even Facebook status…yet
