Settle down
You're starting to freak me out
And comb your hair
If I'm to take you anywhere
I've got it made
While my woman is away
Off taming goats with compassion, I suppose
You've gotta believe me, believe me, believe me
You've gotta believe me, believe me
Holy cow!
I want you to get out
And tell all your friends
That I'm not myself again
But I can't talk
'Cause I do the same to you
No, I can't talk
'Cause I'd up and wig out too
You've gotta believe me, believe me, believe me
You've gotta believe me, believe me
Jen sings about being born in Montana
Where everything was great
And the people knew her name
I sang about lying on some floor
And how your mother used to cry
When she found us in the hallway
You've gotta believe me, believe me, believe me
You've gotta believe me, believe me...