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