Marie

Marie, you got me thinkin' Long term and being careful with my drinkin' And looking forward to my holidays and weekends Marie, I love the way you got me thinkin' But Marie, I'm always workin' Long drives, bad food, stale air, and sudh boredom When I get home, we'll take a trip or just sit around and do nothing Rent a movie or something Whatever gets your blood pumpin' My Marie You're all the pretty music that I need So lay down on that couch and sing for me