Well I was eightteen, making minimum wage
With a letterman jacket and a Chevrolet
Thought I was cool
Yeah, I ruled the school
You were cum lada with the strawberry lips
Had the whole world danglin` at your fingertips
Your senior year, and I was your daddy`s worst fear
We ran off on graduation night
Thought a couple of left-hand rings would make everything alright
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With a little bit of live, little bit of learn
Little bit of watchin` a few more candles burn
And finding out what life was
Ooh, with a little bit of fuss, little bit of fight
Little bit of kiss and makin` up all night
And one day waking up
Oh, in a real love
Yeah, that`s right
Well I was twenty-two, working double-overtime
I was spending dollars and making dimes
We were overdrawn, and barely hanging on
Then one night you came to me
With tears in your eyes and an EPT
And said, `Guess what? Yeah baby, ready or not`
Well I just smiled but I was scared to death
How am I gonna have a kid when I`m still a kid myself
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Whoa, in a real love
Yeah, it`s a real love
[chorus]
Yeah baby, it`s a real love
Yeah, it`s a real love baby
Yeah, it`s a real, real, real, real, real, real. real love
Yeah, that`s right
Haha, whoa