My baby tries too hard
She melts into you
Her boots are meltin' to you
You're thinking that it's true love again
Amy, it's goin' too slow for me
All the way from Chattanooga,
To where you take your boots off,
All the way from Baton Rouge
Or to where you roam,
From the shores of Massachusetts
It's how you tuck your boots in,
It's your heart and soul
From the New York streets that you call your home
My baby tries too hard
Who cares if your sole never ever leaves a hole now?
You're thinking that it's true love and then