Chris Filer

Do The Math
I was boots, buckles and rodeo You were college bound places to go As luck would have it you sat by me Sure made me love geometry Finally one day after class Worked up the nerve and had to ask I may not be your type at all But here's a problem I'd like for you to solve CHORUS Take one moon and two young hearts Three little words and million stars Forget about the odds that it will never last Four wheel drive at 80 miles an hour Down Route 5 to the water tower Might add up to the best life you ever had Come on baby do the math That was back in '98 I can't begin to calculate The times that my heart has skipped a beat Just because you looked at me Now we're counting the kids and bills But that don't change the way I feel Cause our love only multiplies It's something real this old world can't divide From Letras Mania