One night in mid-December,
my girlfriend and me over for dinner.
There was nobody else around,
too bad her mom and dad were out of town.
We were watching Winter Wonderland when she grabbed my hand and said,
She,
let me think.
Alright.
Now wouldn't you know I was sitting in the front row,
watching a Shania Twain show.
She reached down and she pulled me up on stage and sang,
You win my love.
Then she passed the mic to me.
I started singing and the crowd went crazy from the very first note.
I signed a record deal and that was all she wrote.
I was so stoked.
And I'm here to tell ya don't get any better,
it's a perfect situation,
write down to the letter.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
It's all there, it's done deal, it's a luxury,
it's good, it's for real.
Flyin' high in a first class seat,
put the magic carpet under my feet.
Life don't get any better than this,
it's all that and the bag chips.
Right on par,
it's the whole nine yards of symmetrical equation.
It's a perfect situation.
It's a perfect situation,
yeah.
I'm here to tell you,
don't get any better,
it's a perfect situation,
but don't do the letter.