Lookin’ For Love
She grew up in California
But never had no sunny days
So she moved up to Minnesota
To leave behind the things that kept the sun away
And now I cant believe shes gone
When nobody knows her pain
I wanna tell her
Baby don't get too crazy
Cause your too young to know
That everything will work itself out
You got your daddy's will and your mothers luck
Lookin' for love in a pick up truck
Wont find what you're looking for tonight
But I know you'll be alright
Yeah I know you'll be alright
She left town before I saw her
But left a note that would explain
She's always known troubles always followers her
And it always will until she goes away
She says its now or never
And that she's got to make a change
I wanna tell her
Baby don't get too crazy
Cause your too young to know
That everything will work itself out
You got your daddy's will and your mothers luck
Lookin' for love in a pick up truck
Wont find what your hoping for tonight
Just turn around (turn around)
Turn around (turn around)
Don't run away just come back to me so I can help you now
Cause I wanna know why you are always alone
I wanna tell her
Baby don't get too crazy
Cause your too young to know
That everything will work itself out
You got your daddy's will and your mothers luck
Lookin' for love in a pick up truck
Wont find what your hoping for tonight
I wanna tell her
Baby don't get too crazy
Cause your too young to know
That everything will work itself out
You got your daddy's will and your mothers luck
Lookin' for love in a pick up truck
Wont find what your hoping for tonight
You won't find what your hoping for tonight
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