Well, I was 18, makin' minimum wage,
With a Letterman jacket and a Chevrolet.
I thought I was cool, yeah, I ruled the school.
You were Cum Laude with the strawberry lips.
You had the whole world danglin' at your fingertips,
Your senior year, an' I was your daddy's worst fear.
We ran off on graduation night.
Thought a couple of left-hand rings would make everything all right.
With a little bit a-live, little bit a-learn,
Little bit a-watchin' a few more candles burn,
And findin' out what life was.
Ooh, with a little bit a-fuss, little bit a-fight,
Little bit a-kiss and makin' up all night,
An' one day wakin' up, oh, in a real love.
Yes, that's right.
Well, I was 22, workin' double overtime.
I was spendin' dollars an' makin' dimes.
We were overdrawn an' barely hangin' on.
An' then one night you came to me,
With tears in your eyes and a EPT and said:
"Guess what? Yeah, baby ready or not."
Well, I just smiled but I was scared to death:
How am I gonna' have a kid when I'm still a kid myself.
With a little bit a-live, little bit a-learn,
Little bit a-watchin' a few more candles burn,
And findin' out what life was.
Ooh, with a little bit a-fuss, little bit a-fight,
Little bit a-kiss and makin' up all night,
An' one day, wakin' up, oh, in a real love.
Whoa, in a real love.
Yeah, it's a real love.
Mmmm, with a little bit a-live, little bit a-learn,
Little bit a-watchin' a few more candles burn,
And findin' out what life was.
Mmm, with a little bit a-fuss, little bit a-fight,
Little bit a-kiss and makin' up all night,
An' one day, wakin' up, oh, in a real love.
Yeah, baby, it's a real love.
Yeah, it's a real love, baby.
Whoa, it's a real, real, real, real, real, real, real love.
Yeah, that's right.
Hey.