| We haven’t made it to Paris or Rome
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| Not Hollywood, not even Tupelo
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| Still driving this same old truck
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| Yeah, it gets us where we’re going but it isn’t much
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| Got each other, don’t need anything else
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| I keep asking myself
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| What’s better than this?
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| Is it diamond rings or a whole lot of money?
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| There’s nothing on my list
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| That you don’t bring to my life and it’s funny
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| That ever since I felt your touch
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| Ever since that first kiss
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| I’m thinking
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| What’s better than this?
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| Nothing
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| We haven’t won the lottery yet
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| But we’re buying all the tickets that we can get
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| We’re still living in our little love shack
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| With the flowers out front and Barney barking out back
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| Might hit the big time, maybe not
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| But look what we’ve already got
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| What’s better than this?
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| Is it diamond rings or a whole lot of money?
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| There’s nothing on my list
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| That you don’t bring to my life and it’s funny
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| That ever since I felt your touch
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| Ever since that first kiss
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| I’m thinking
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| What’s better than this?
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| Nothing
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| We’ve got love more than enough
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| And I’m asking you what |
| What’s better than this?
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| Is it diamond rings or a whole lot of money?
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| There’s nothing on my list
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| That you don’t bring to my life and it’s funny
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| That ever since I felt your touch
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| Ever since that first kiss
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| I’m thinking
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| What’s better than this?
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| Nothing
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| There’s nothing better than this
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| No, no nothing |