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Everybody's talkin' 'bout the supermodel world

Cindy, Naomi and that whole bunch of girls

Redheads, brunettes and blondes with blue eyes

They come in every shape yea they come in every size

You know I love everything they do

I check 'em out on every Pay-Per-View

Oh, but honey that was way before I met you.

And then



You walked in with legs up to your neck

You walked in I'm a physical wreck

You walked in I've lost my cool babe

But what'd you expect

When you walk in baby love begins

When you walk by baby ooh my my

When you come around, my jaw hits the ground

When you shake your thing I jump outta my skin

When you cross the floor I scream "more baby more"

When you flash your smile you drive me wild

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea



Everybody's checkin' out the glossy magazines

Madonna, Diana, you know the whole scene

The covergirls, the centerfolds and every movie star

And all those pretty ladies down there at the local bar

I couldn't think of nothin' better to do

Than checkin' out a little wiggle or two

Oh, but honey that was way before I met you

And then



You walked in with legs up to your neck

You walked in I'm a physical wreck

You walked in I've lost my cool babe

But what the heck

When you walk in baby love begins

When you walk by baby ooh my my

When you come around, my jaw hits the ground

When you shake your thing I jump outta my skin

When you cross the floor I scream "more baby more"

When you flash your smile you drive me wild

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea



I couldn't think of nothin' better to do

Than checkin' out a little wiggle or two

But honey that was way before I met you



When you walk in baby love begins

When you walk by baby ooh my my

When you come around, my jaw hits the ground

When you shake your thing I jump outta my skin

When you cross the floor I scream "more baby more"

When you flash your smile you drive me wild

Now you drive me wild



When you walk in baby love begins

When you walk by baby ooh my my

When you come around, my jaw hits the ground

When you shake your thing I jump outta my skin

When you cross the floor I scream "more baby more"

The shepherds are lit

A star in the sky

On the outskirts of town

A new baby cries

No room at the end

No crib to be found

Oh but look at him now



He is the reason for the season

He is the light that shines on our lives

The baby Jesus born in God's grace

So we all might rejoice on this day

He is the reason for the season



It is a time for presents and toys

Tales of Saint Nick

Tidings of joy

As we celebrate the miracle birth

Oh right here on this earth



He is the reason for the season

He is the light that shines on our lives

The baby Jesus born in God's grace

So we all might rejoice on this day

He is the reason for the season



He's the reason for the giving

The joy thats never ending

That comes on Christmas morning in the eyes of a child

It's what it means to me and you

That's the true meaning of this time

Oh this time



He is the

He is the reason for the season

He is the light that shines on our lives

The baby Jesus born in God's grace

So we all might rejoice on this day



He is the reason for the season

He is the light that shines on our lives

The baby Jesus born in God's grace

So we all might rejoice on this day

He is the reason for the season

Lonestar where are you out tonight?

This feeling I'm trying to fight

It's dark and I think that I would give anything

For yout o shine down on me



How far you are I just don't know

The distance I'm willing to go

I pick up a stone that I cast to the sky

Hoping for some kind of sign

She said "It's just a woman thing" and pulled out of the drive
I said not to worry I'm an understanding guy
I've heard that when you love someone you gotta let 'em go
She hollered "When I find myself you'll be the first to know"
Ooh no news

I learned to do the laundry, feed the cat, and clean the house
I promised to be patient while she worked her problems out
When she packed her bags, her destination wasn't clear
But I sensed that her intentions were honest and sincere
Ooh no news

She could telephone, tell a friend, tell a lie about where she's been
Send a pigeon, send a fax, write it on a post-it pad
Send a signal up in smoke, tap it out in Morse Code
I'd prefer a bad excuse to no news

Her mama's been a little vague as to her whereabouts
Her sister says "I'm certain your romance is headed south"
I don't have a single doubt that she's still in love
My level of anxiety is just a product of
Ooh no news

She could telephone, tell a friend, tell a lie about where she's been
Send a pigeon, send a fax, write it on a post-it pad
Send a signal up in smoke, tap it out in Morse Code
I'd prefer a bad excuse

She missed her bus, missed her plane, surely this can be explained
Lost her car at the mall, got locked in a bathroom stall
Joined the cult, joined the klan, on the road with Pearl Jam
Buried with The Grateful Dead, came back as a Parrot Head
Got derailed, got de-iced, offered as a sacrifice
FBI, CIA, if they've seen her they ain't saying
No news
Still no news