She's pacing back and forth on her front porch I pulled up a sling and grabbed it in my daddy's She cried all the way to Johnson's store Kept the motor running and parked by the door Nice foolish and wild, she's classic and regal We were fresh out of school, boy, barely legal We were young and on fire and just cut away Six weeks in, she was three weeks late One means none and we're home free Two means three and a diamond ring Yeah, what a good thing, she's gonna decide Sitting around waiting on a two-pane line Sitting around waiting on a two-pane line Your daddy's gonna kill me, that's a fact Maybe we'll just leave town and never come back Or I could stand there and tell him, face him like a man Who am I kidding, he's never gonna understand Yeah, that slinging hand keeps slowing down I swear it stopped twice the last time around Yeah, we'll know the truth in three minutes' time We're sitting around waiting on a two-pane line Sitting around waiting on a two-pane line Hot summer night, west front of name Under a blanket by the riverbank Our hearts beating fast, we never thought twice And she pulled me close and I held on tight When the moment of truth finally comes She gives me a look and she calms all along She said, looks like we're lucky, someone's smiling down She grabs her coat and says, ha-ha, see you around Yeah, these days a rabbit doesn't bow You just sit around waiting on a two-pane line Your friend that faked is on your side Sitting around waiting on a two-pane line Sitting around waiting on a two-pane line Sitting around waiting on a two-pane line