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Sangtekst: Phil Vassar. Shaken Not Stirred. In a Real Love.

Well, I was 18, makin' minimum wage
With a Letterman jacket and a Chevrolet
I thought I was cool, yeah
I ruled the school

You were Cum Laude with the strawberry lips
You had the whole world danglin' at your fingertips
Your senior year
An' I was your daddy's worst fear

We ran off on graduation night
Thought a couple of left hand rings
Would make everything all right

With a little bit a-live, little bit a-learn
Little bit a-watchin' a few more candles burn
And findin' out what life was

Ooh, with a little bit a-fuss, little bit a-fight
Little bit a-kiss and makin' up all night
An' one day wakin' up, oh in a real love, yeah, that's right

Well, I was 22, workin' double overtime
I was spendin' dollars an' makin' dimes
We were overdrawn
An' barely hangin' on

An' then one night you came to me
With tears in your eyes and a E P T and said
"Guess what? yeah
Baby ready or not?"

Well, I just smiled but I was scared to death
How am I gonna' have a kid
When I'm still a kid myself

With a little bit a-live, little bit a-learn
Little bit a-watchin' a few more candles burn
And findin' out what life was

Ooh, with a little bit a-fuss, little bit a-fight
Little bit a-kiss and makin' up all night
An' one day, wakin' up, oh, in a real love
Oh in a real love, yeah, it's a real love

With a little bit a-live, little bit a-learn
Little bit a-watchin' a few more candles burn
And findin' out what life was

With a little bit a-fuss, little bit a-fight
Little bit a-kiss and makin' up all night
An' one day, wakin' up, oh, in a real love
Yeah, baby, it's a real love, yeah, it's a real love, baby

Oh it's a real, real, real, real, real, real, real love
Yeah, that's right