Equestrian Trail Freestyle #2

Burnt paper towels A sky with no clouds A bright pink house A liar dancin' around Living room with no couch Beds for the mouses And a bottle of Dom I'm not a liar, girl, just an idiot (baby, you should know) Your mom don't like tire marks, so I'm fixin' it I might retire without my certificate Always got ice in my eyes when in Michigan She seein' stars when she eatin', no Michelin One day I'm gonna have to face our differences 'Cause you're a superstar ridin' a horse I can open all of these doors for you Even though, once you're all mine Yeah, I'm on my way now, but everything good?