Let's Get Married - Matt McAndrew

It was late in May when I told you

My lasso was holdin' a halo around you

And in July, if I sold my blues

The lamp light was cold on the damp, dirty truth

To give you up

I’d be such a rebel

Born to rule the conversation’s cool

Beating eyelashes cannot fly

They wanna fall fast asleep with you

I’m not a love wanting to love you

Past is buried, let’s get married

Soon

It was often not to have the proof

I live the dream of a dove on the roof

I came to know you with my eyelids closed

But our blind hello felt much different down the road

Not nice, oh you’re a

Sore eyes trying to keep dry, oh oh

Doctor please, please prescribe to me

A girl to save me from my low self-esteem

I’m not a love wanting to love you

Past is buried let’s get married

Soon

Oh, woah

Ships beneath the sand

Hold the hollow land

And whisper of the ghost

And the treasures of the coast

That don’t want us to get close

Glass to me

I’ll be the bottle on your toast

Ooh

I’m not a love wanting to love you

Past is buried, let’s get married

Soon

I’m not a love wanting to love you

Past is buried, let’s get married

Soon

Yeah!