The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
The BossHoss
Packed my bag, my guitar
The sound of Chuck Berry in my car
Got bored of sitting in my trailer by the sea
I headed north, cross the prairie
In thirty days I want to find my Mary
Made up my mind I want to get things back in line
I know it's been a while and I'm the one to blame
But Mary, let's start all over again
Oh, Mary, I want you to know
I never met a better girl than you after a show
I hope you're still around and my longing's not in vain
Mary, let's start all over again
I go crazy 'cos I'm ready for you
Don't turn my brown eyes blue
I want to be with you 'cos I'm crazy for you
And I hope you're crazy for me, too
You never called, I wonder why
I guess you just were a little too shy
Mary, that's okay, I understand
And true love needs its time
You never answered all my letters
Probably you didn't have no time
No rush, I understand, why beat around the bush
I'm on my way to you and I hope it's not in vain
Mary, let's start all over again
I go crazy...