Saw your picture in the Sunday paper Bet your momma sure is proud She finally found you a real straight-lacer All your dreams are really gettin' buttoned down But girl you know that I know you too well Before you cut the cake, before you ring that bell I'll be around, around about the time you're wishin' For a Friday evenin' with the rag top down I'll be around, around like a second hand tickin' In the nick of time, I can make you mine If you long to feel the wind in your hair And the choices seem a little too square I'll be around, around, around, around, around I'll be around, around, around, around, around Girl, you never did like vanilla You were more of the rocky road kind You hated Princes and Cinderella's Gravitated to the Bonnies and the Clydes You know I'm happy if this is it But if you ever find that the shoes don't fit I'll be around, around about the time you're wishin' For a Friday evenin' with the rag top down I'll be around, around like a second hand tickin' In the nick of time, I can make you mine If you long to feel the wind in your hair And the choices seem a little too square I'll be around, around, around, around, around I'll be around, around, around, around, around Girl you know that I know you too well Before you cut the cake, before you ring that bell I'll be around, around about the time you're wishin' For a Friday evenin' with the rag top down I'll be around, around like a second hand tickin' In the nick of time, I can make you mine If you long to feel the wind in your hair And the choices seem a little too square I'll be around, around, around, around, around I'll be around, around, around, around, around I'll be around, around, around, around, around I'll be around, around, around, around, around I'll be around ©EMI Blackwood Music / Ty Land Music