With a dozen roses in his gun rack
Junior pulled up into her side lot
He carried them up to the front porch
And hollered, "Wanda, look at what I got!"
She was sittin? there watchin? TV
With a dry wall hanger named Shorty
She pressed her nose to the screen door
And said, "They smell like WD-40!"
He said, "Now don`t you be that way
You know how much I love you
I can`t hardly sleep at night
And when I do I dream of you
And by the way, Shorty, I thank you
You could have had `em put me in jail son
I`m just glad I run out of air hose
When I come at you with that nail gun
Oh, Junior`s in love, ain`t that a good one`
He`ll track her down and then if she should run
He`ll bring her some like a deer on the hood, som
Junior`s in love
Wanda walked down the front steps
And sain, "I hate to break up the party
But I`ve get to get to work by five
Would you run me over there, Shorty`"
That`s when Junior turned bright red
And said, "I`m takin` her to the dinner"
And he threw Shorty in the truck bed
With a busted nose and a shiner
Oh, Junior`s in love, ain`t that a hot one`
There`s a lots of lovers and Junior, he`s not one
Don`t know a kiss from a hug from a shotgun
Junior`s in love
Oh, you know there`s an oil puddle by the dinner
And it came out this transmission
That`s where he parks every night and stares through the window
In a lovesick, sorry condition...
You see...
Oh, Junior`s in love, ain`t that a good one`
He`ll track her down and then if she should run
He`ll bring her some like a deer on the hood, som
Junior`s in love