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Sad Theresa
On your front porch swing
The lights are twinkling bright
Nobody's home
Umm, sweet country thing
With your dress hiked up to your knees
Waiting on a call
Faith, hope and charity
Oh Theresa, can I come over tonight?
Can I come over, come over?
Would your mother say its alright?
Oh Theresa, can I come over tonight?
Ballerina
On your bedroom door
Well I know that you've got dreams
I've got my own
Ooh ohh, maybe someday
I'll hit big city lights
But I'll never forget your face
Warm summer nights
Oh Theresa, can I come over tonight?
(Aaa aaa aah)
Can I come over, come over?
(Aaa aaa aah)
Would your mother say its alright?
Oh Theresa, can I come over?
(Aaa aaa aah)
I've always wanted to sing
And I've always wanted to be
(Aaa aaa aah)
Somebody's idol, somebody's daydream
Maybe their fantasy
Ohh yeah
Ohh oh Theresa, can I come over tonight?
(Aaa aaa aah)
Can I come over, come over?
(Aaa aaa aah)
Would your mother say its alright?
Oh Theresa, umm can I come over tonight?
(Aaa aaa aah)
Can I come over, come over?
(Aaa aaa aah)
Tonight the scene its so right
Oh Theresa, can I come over tonight?
(Aaa aaa aah)
Yeah
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