Sad Theresa
On your front porch swing
The lights are twinkling bright
But nobody's home

Oh sweet country thing
With your dress hiked up to your knees
Waiting on a call
From faith, hope or charity

CHOURS
Oh Theresa, can I come over tonight
Can I come over, come over
Would your mother say its alright
Oh Theresa, can I come over tonight

Ballerina
On your bedroom door
Well I know that you've got dreams
But I've got my own
Maybe someday
I'll hit those big city lights
But I'll never forget your face
On warm summer nights

CHORUS