Falling in Love

She wanted to be a cowboy

She was shootin' em down

She was trampin' around

He walked in crooked with the clear blue eyes (mmhmm)

"There's a nice pool at my motel -- you wanna go for a swim?"

That night he moved in

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love

At night she'd wait for the sound of his feet on the doormat

Sound of his hand on the doorknob

Sound of her heart beating in her head

He'd go out playing nickel slots, cause he knew he'd lose--

She didn't know, so she couldn't choose

One night while sleeping alone in her bed

The phone rang, she woke up, sat up and said:

"What time is it? What time is it?"

"Well, it's 5:30 here, and it's 2:30 there

And I won't be home tonight," he said

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love

Now she sits in a booth in a diner

Waiting for someone to take her order

Waiting for someone to come and sit down

She rubs a smudge off the photograph

Puts it back into her purse

The gray sky was romantic cause he was holdin' her hand

He was her man

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love

The time between meeting and finally leaving is

Sometimes called falling in love

Sometimes called falling in love

She wanted to be a cowboy

She was shootin' em down

She was trampin' around...