She was pacin' back an' forth on her front porch.
I pulled up slingin' gravel in my Daddy's Ford.
She cried all the way to Johnson's store.
I kept the motor runnin' an' parked by the door.
Yeah, I was foolish an' wild; she was classic an' regal.
We were fresh outta school; both barely legal.
We were young an' on fire an' just couldn't wait.
Six weeks in she was three weeks late.
One means none an' we're home free.
Two means three and a diamond ring.
Yeah, wonder what fate is gonna decide.
We're just sittin' round waitin' on two pink lines.
Sittin' round waitin' on two pink lines.
Yeah, her Daddy's gonna kill me an' that's a fact.
Maybe we'll just leave town an' never come back.
Or I could stand there an' tell him: face him like a man.
Ah, who am' I kiddin': he'll never understand.
Yeah, that second-hand just keeps slowin' down.
I swear it stopped twice the last time around.
Yeah, we'll know the truth in three minutes time.
We're just sittin' round waitin' on two pink lines.
Sittin' round waitin' on two pink lines.
Hot summer nights, whisperin' her name,
Under a blanket by the riverbank.
Heart's beatin' fast, we never thought twice.
As she pulled me close an' I held on tight.
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When the moment of truth fin'lly comes,
She gives me a look an' then comes undone.
She says: "Looks like we're lucky; someone's smilin' down."
She grabs her coat an' says: "See you around."
Yeah, these days, the rabbit doesn't die,
You just sit around waitin' on two pink lines.
Prayin' that fate is on your side,
You sittin' round waitin' on two pink lines.
Sittin' round waitin' on two pink lines.
compositores: ERIC CHURCH, VICTORIA SHAW
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