It ain't rocket science ain't pie or squared

It's basic

mathematics that will get you there

I'm talkin' 'bout

my baby and the things he loves

I'm tops on the list

of his real cool stuff

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Like his old shoes, his fishin' pole

His five string guitar he got in Mexico

His daddy's watch, his cardinals cap

His high school jersey

Yeah he loves me like that

Got a shopping cart

scrape on his Corvette door

Could have been a fight

could have been a war

He could have blown his stack

but he never said a word

No he'd never trade me for nothin' in this world

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The way he loves to sing to the radio

A finger full of chocolate chip cookie dough

Yeah his shoes, his pole, his watch, his

cap

Oh it's a good thing he loves me like that

It's a real good thing he loves me like that