I swear it's true It's only been a few months but I think I want to marry you Oh I do A thousand directions pulling us for further away from it all I dread seeing you Last night we were not finished and now you are flying to New York "Pops cork" You're my dude in a dress I'm (just) a damsel in distress When I'm All gussied up with no place to go I swear I swear I fell asleep with the condom on I swear You're the only one here that I think of Of that there's no doubt When it's us on the line there's no easy way out I go for a smoke Easy Ramon Bilbao I want my answer right now In your mothers dress You're a real Texas bell With some secrets to tell Oh oh oh Yes I do I want everything back to when I met you For the first time When you first crossed my mind