On a morning flight out of Birmingham he started talking
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She'd never even met him, but Lord, she thought that
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He'd never shut up
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If she didn't look up
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And pay attention
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So she took off her headphones
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Closed her book
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And started listening
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He said I just broke up with my girlfriend yesterday
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In a a˘ć©«Dear Johna˘ć? note she said I'm moving to L.A.
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I'm calling it off
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I'm taking the dog
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And don't try to follow
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She thinks she's a big star now
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She made the Hollywood round
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Of American Idol
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Thirty minutes later she felt sorry for him a little
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She moved from her seat on the aisle to the middle
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Buckle up, here comes love
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Looks like cupid just showed up
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Let him on
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Let him by
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Give him room
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But don't ask why
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Cause love don't need no ticket to ride
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She said I just can't believe someone would leave a man like you
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You seem like a good one, in these days there are so few
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Lord knows I've tried
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To find a decent guy
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But it's hard to do
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The way I hate to shop
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And how I love football
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You'd think I'd have two
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A second glass of wine just over the Rockies
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They didn't see the signs but it was plain as plain can be
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Buckle up, here comes love
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Looks like cupid just showed up
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Let him on
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Let him by
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Give him room
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But don't ask why
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Cause love don't need no ticket to ride
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Arrive in LAX, waitin' on their bus
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He says "What happens next?" and she said "Do you have to ask?"
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Buckle up, here comes love
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Looks like cupid just showed up
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Let him on
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Let him by
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Give him room
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And don't ask why
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Cause love don't need no ticket to ride
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Buckle up, here comes love
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Looks like cupid just showed up
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Let him on
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Let him by
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Give him room
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Don't ask why
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Cause love don't need no
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Love don't need no ticket to ride
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Ticket To Ride
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| Sara Evans |
