Testo Sixty Times

I hung up the phone… Caught my breath
One more hour is what her mama said
‘Til she'd be in… Then I could try again
I had my notebook layin' on the tablecloth
There were 30-some questions I could rattle off
Written down inside… In case I got tongue-tied
My best friend said her sister said that she heard from a friend
If I had the guts to ask that she'd go to the dance (and I was)
Nervous… With butterflies… A little giddy on the inside
I'd never felt this way before was I supposed to be this high?
How long could an hour take… My folks think I'm a nutcase
But I played it cool as the minute hand ticked by…
I only checked it sixty times

She said yes… the dance went well
She was a brace-faced skinny-kneed bombshell
I was an awkward mess… A perfect fit I guess
Seven years later she was wearin' my ring
I was pacin' up n' down the maternity wing
Waitin' for the word… See I'd come straight from work
The nurse wouldn't let me in the room until I'd had a shower
She said my wife was doin' fine and I'd be a dad within the hour (and I was)
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Good night my love, sleep tight… Everything will be alright
If you call for me I'll be right by your side
Then I placed her in her crib and settled in for her first night
Naw… I ain't gonna lie I was)

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