Walk yourself a figure eight around the football fields
Dream yourself the day away, then see how you feel
Oh, you better buzz me up or throw me down the keys
When I got out the hospital, you were there for me
So I pop up like toast
And I love you the most
You're the perfect host
You make me feel misdiagnosed
And I love you a lot
Yeah, I love you a lot
And I'll give what I got
So I love you
I love you
Vaya con dios!