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Hey, Mrs. Smith is your daughter home? Is she off the phone? I've been trying to call her Mrs. Smith I can't explain, we were at the game And something happened I took her hand and I stole a kiss I guess you know that I'm new at this Don't I have a heart, don't I have two arms? This can't all be imagination Tell me how you know when true love really starts? I don't have a clue but don't I have a heart? Mrs. Smith do you really mean it? I can't believe it, she said that too You both stayed up until way past one No homework done and she said to you He stole a kiss and I looked at him But he didn't even try again Momma, don't I have a heart, don't I have two arms? This can't all be imagination Tell me how you know when true love really starts? I don't have a clue but don't I have a heart Hey, Mrs. Smith I hope that I'm not out of place Please go get her, gotta tell her face to face Don't I have a heart, don't I have two arms? This can't all be imagination Tell me how you know, when true love really starts? I don't have a clue but don't I have a heart Don't I have a heart, don't I have two arms? This can't all be imagination Tell me how you know, when true love really starts? I don't have a clue but don't I have a heart? Show me your heart
Writer(s): Stephen Martin, Edie Brickell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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