-detached suburban Mr. James So you finally got your man, I hope you won't regret it. He can't love you the way I can, so please don't you forget it. Do you think you will be happy, buttering the toast
moment . Great, but I still remember you . In that big, old, white Suburban . And although you look right past me . With disregard . The first warm hand burned twice . But gazing still at the ground . More
tribe. A lovely night as I take you. Into the tribe Take my hand, take a bite. Take a look in the past. We were one we were here. Through eternity's dance When I lay this kiss upon you. You will
Flyin' east on a plane. Drinkin' all that free champagne. I guess I saw this comin' down the line. And I know it should be fun. But I think I should've packed my gun. Got that old suburban
