Well Heaven's a beach
Just you and me
Laying in a bed of sand
With a blanket and a cooler
And a 12 inch ruler
Try to catch us if you can
Life is a party
And you can cry if you want to
But you're the only invitee
Sometimes it's cake
Sometimes it's eggs
But your the only thing I eat
And you can count on me
When your in a jam and you need a hand I'm free
When your in jail and can't make bail
I've got the money
People come and people go
Nothing ever stays the same
But the only thing that'll never change
Is that your always on my brain
And this old house
Could fall down
And the town could bottom out
But I don't care
If I had you dear-we'll do our lovin' somewhere else
You can count on me
When your in a jam and you need a hand I'm free
When your in jail and you can't make bail I've got the money
Foot massage, mowing the lawn
Any little thing you want
I'd do it in an instant
For gravy and biscuits
So baby, turn that oven on
You can count on me
When your in a jam and you need a hand I'm free
When you're in jail and you can't make bail I've got the money
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