Won't you be my girlfriend
I'll treat you good
I know you hear your friends when they say you should
'Cause if you were my girlfriend
I'd be your shining star
The one to show you where you are

I don't know why you care.
He doesn't even know you're there

They call her love, love, love, love, love. She is love, and she is all I need.

Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear

Bring the good old bugle, boys! We'll sing another song.

I don't believe in the curse, so I don't blame the curse. I think maybe we love our boys too much so we accept what happens. We have had some bad breaks -- everybody gets those. Ours have been a little more fatal than others.