Lyrics:

Tell me what your friends call you
And let's save some time.
You got three different colors
In your hair is the real one hard to find?
Ya baby
You the type to think your right all along?
Well if you want to me
My girl then you've got to be wrong
Most of the time

Things that you love, they can disappear

Tell me what your favorite movie is of all time
Are you a book worm or a worm in an apple?
Are you the type of person
That would really understand?
Are you always busy makin' other plans... I tell you

Things that you love, they can disappear
Things that you love, they can disappear

Come on sexy play me I'll be more then ready
Here the produce tastes like strawberries
Little queen of mischeif spendin' all your loot
But I'm picturin you naked standing in your boots
Now I'm just gettin to know you, what you got for me.
Tell me about your parents
Cause the fruit don't fall far from the tree
Are you bulletproof with your nickels and dimes
Do you hold the remote
And change the channel all the time? I tell you

Things that you love, they can disappear

Like the ramblin'
And ramblin' is on my mind,
Hate to leave ya baby
But your so unkind,
Hot tamales better
Let yourself cool down
Ramblin' on my mind
So I can leave this town

Things that you love, they can disappear

Things that you love baby, things that you love baby
Things that you love baby, things that you love baby
Things that you love baby, things that you love baby
Things that you love baby, things that you love baby

Things that you love baby, they can disappear