Better than a dozen roses More than a couple drinks
On a sunny desert island baby You'll be all I need ♪ If another late night caller
Come knocking at my door ♪ For instant gratification I won't give it out no more
I used to call them all by name, now I call them Stand-Ins Wasting my time If I'd of planned it You'd already be mine So come on and Claim your ground And save me now From all of those Stand-Ins ♪ Wearing me out ♪ One time I thought I found you
Good thing I let him go Cause you would never treat me Badly baby When that feeling comes I'll know ♪ You're the reason why I'd call 'em Stand-Ins Wasting my time If I'd of planned it You'd already be mine So come on and Claim your ground And save me now ♪ To that High School sweetheart That I first took home To that New York drummer I should've left alone To that painter, that surfer, That Wall Street banker To that Jesus lover That called me he's savior Well, I call them Stand-Ins Wasting my time If I'd of planned it, You'd already be mine So come on and Claim your ground And save me now
From all of those Stand-Ins ♪ From all of those Stand-Ins