Making It Up - Bob Schneider

Let's go out and be wild, do it while we can (do, do) Runnin' free in the world, we got all weekend (do, do) Tear it up, tear it down Gettin' lost in the sound of our hearts beatin' Take me here, take me now Gettin' lost in a crowd with you Up, all night I waited for you all my life Hold my hand and keep me close I'll never let you go No, not tonight Keep me by your side Keep me by your side Keep me by your side By your side, by your side, by your side Side, by your side, by your side, by Keep me by your side By your side, by your side, by your side Side, by your side, by your side, by Keep me by your side Scattered hearts, broken glass, I don't feel a thing (do, do) 'Cause I'm frozen in time when you're next to me (do, do) Tear it up, tear it down Gettin' lost...

You gotta speed it up And then you gotta slow it down 'Cause if you believe that our love can hit the top You gotta play around But soon you will find that there comes a time For making your mind up You gotta turn it on And then you gotta put it out You gotta be sure that it's something Everybody's gonna talk about Before you decide that the time's arrived For making your mind up Don't let your indecision Take you from behind Trust your inner vision Don't let others change your mind And now you really gotta burn it up And make another fly by night Get a run for your money and take a chance And it'll turn out right But when you can see how it's gotta be You're making your mind up And try to look as if you don't care less But if you wanna see some more Bending the rules of the game Will let you find the one you're looking for And then you can show that you think you know You're making your mind up Don't let your indecision Take you from behind Trust your inner vision Don't let others change your mind And now you really gotta speed it up (speed it up) And then you gotta slow it down (slow it down) 'Cause if you believe that our love can hit the top You gotta play around But soon you will find that there comes a time For making your mind up And now you really gotta speed it up (speed it up) And then you gotta slow it down (slow it down) 'Cause if you believe that our love can hit the top You gotta play around But soon you will find that there comes a time For making your mind up For making your mind up For making your mind up For making your mind up

Last night was something like a good dream But I woke up and you're right next to me Sorta feeling like country boy heaven Or like Vegas when you're rolling sevens I got things I gotta do today But your lips got me leaning the other way You're lookin' like an angel in the mornin' light With your halo hair and your kiss me eyes Ain't no way that I could say no When you're whisperin', baby, baby don't go 'Tween layin' right here and lovin' on you Slippin' out the sheets, slippin' on my boots I don't even have to think twice You're pretty good at makin' up my mind Sure know how to get into my head And make me not wanna get out of this bed You really know how to get my heart racin' And how to keep me stayin' With you lookin' like an angel in the mornin' light With your halo hair and your kiss me eyes Ain't no way that I could say no When you're whisperin', baby, baby don't go 'Tween layin' right here and lovin' on you Slippin' out the sheets, slippin' on my boots I don't even have to think twice You're pretty good at makin' up my mind And messin' up my plans And takin' up my time And pullin' me in close And makin' up my mind Lookin' like an angel in the mornin' light With your halo hair and your kiss me eyes Ain't no way that I could say no When you're whisperin', baby, baby don't go 'Tween layin' right here and lovin' on you Slippin' out the sheets, slippin' on my boots I don't even have to think twice You're pretty good at makin' up my mind Makin' up my mind Yeah, you're pretty good at makin' up my mind

If you wanna be with a guy who's gonna bring you flowers A guys who's gonna talk on your phone for hours A guys who's gonna wanna hold the door for you When you wanna walk through A guys who's gonna pick you up A guy who's gonna take you out and make you Wanna get a little dressed up and get a little down I wanna be the guy with the roses Number on speed dial, ladies first, don't you know that's my style Hop into my truck I got plans Well head on down to Jimmy's and we'll do a little dance There's a lot of things in a small town a guy can be But if its by your side for the rest of my life Baby you can call me, a wannabe (a wannabe) Be be a wannabe (a wannabe) (a wannabe) Be Be If you wanna be with a guy whose gonna give you The whole world from the back of a dirt road farm Scribbled in ink with a big heart a tattoo on my arm I'm talkin' kissin' like crazy, can't shut it down Can't you see how I wanna be the guy that your out with Arm that's your names on Be the lips baby that you wanna put your lips on All day, all night, moonshine, sunrise, your favorite song There's a lot of things in a small town a guy can be But if its by your side for the rest of my life, baby you can call me A wannabe (a wannabe) (a wannabe) Be be a wannabe (a wannabe) Be Be I wanna be the guy you make a life with, picket white fence with Maybe a little later hell even make a baby with Just you and me livin' that life long dream There's a lot of things in a small town a guy can be But if its by your side for the rest of my life Baby you can call me, a wannabe (a wannabe) (a wannabe) Be be You can call me your wannabe (a wannabe) Be Be A wannabe (a wannabe) (a wannabe) Be Be

I don't know how he did the things that he did He could fix anythng with a handful of tools Never missed a bill and raised five kids I used to ride along on jobs i learned lots of things About roofs that leaked to kitchen sinks and everything in between He was a friend he was a father Just an ordinary man But i swear he could work miracles with those two calloused Hands He never made a lot of money but i thought we had a lot And man he tried to change the world in that red pick up truck And that old toolbox He never passed up a chance to help a neighbor out He would work on their cars or cut their grass Even spread the word to those in doubt He was on call day or night it was like he never stopped He kept wrenches pliers, old screwdrivers and a bible in that box He was a friend he was a father Just an ordinary man But i swear he could work miracles with those two calloused Hands He never made a lot of money but we thought we had a lot And man he tried to change the world in that red pick up truck And that old toolbox