Making Tracks

Baby, baby, baby When are you next coming to town? Baby, baby, baby Ain't been much going down I don't mean to cause, to cause no alarm I'm just here fooling around Got my guitar in my arms And I'm picking myself up off the ground Up off the ground [Chorus] All I've ever wanted to do Is walk down the street with you All I've ever wanted to be Is everything you mean to me [Chorus 2] All I've ever wanted to do Is walk you down my avenue And all I've ever wanted to be Is everything you are to me Baby, baby When are you next coming to town? Baby, baby Ain't been much going down I don't need to cause, to cause no alarm I'm just fooling around Got my guitar in my arms And I'm picking myself up off the ground Up off the ground [Chorus] [Chorus 2] So pick me up off the ground Then you'll see us out and around Making tracks out of here Just the kind that you wanna hear Making tracks out of here Just the kind that you wanna hear Making tracks out of here Just the kind that you wanna hear