Look at Us - Craig Morgan

Found an old box in the bottom of the closet,

'Neath the bowlin’ball bag full of magazines.

An’a school sweater with a ring in the pocket,

From a first cigar;

man, did I turn green?

Hey, honey, come look at what I just found.

This old picture of us when the carnival came to town.

An’I was Superman, Tarzan:

Thought I was a star in a rock an’roll band.

An’you were Lois Lane, Letty Jane.

I wasn’t very good, but you were the biggest fan,

Of the man that your Momma warned you not to trust:

Now, baby, look at us.

There’s a bracelet that I made you at our homecomin’party:

Bought a six-pack of Bud just to get the tabs.

Took you home, an’you wore it proudly,

But I got in trouble when you showed your Dad.

Here’s a sticker from the Dixon drive-in show.

What movie was playin', we never did know.

I was Superman, Tarzan:

Thought I was a star in a rock an’roll band.

An’you were Lois Lane, Letty Jane.

I wasn’t very good, but you were the biggest fan,

Of the man that your Momma warned you not to trust:

An', baby, look at us.

Instrumental break.

An’you were the biggest fan,

Of the man that your Momma warned you not to trust:

Now, baby, look at us.

(Look at us.)

Yeah, I was Superman, Tarzan:

You were Lois Lane, Letty Jane.

(Look at us.)

Oh, baby, look at us.

(Look at us.)

Yeah, look at us.