I've driven 100 miles but I'm willing to walk,

brownie hawkeye..










just to hear her speak, just to hear her talk.
I'm pullin' to your place, won't you turn the lock?
'Cause three steps up your porch, and on your door I knock.

Lips Red Kelly, won't you give me a chance?
I'm sure to be your best, your rock 'n' roll romance.