(steve wilkinson/pat bunch/doug johnson)
Hey mrs. smith is your daughter home
Is she off the phoneI’ve been trying to call her
Mrs. smith I can’t explain
We were at the game
And something happened
I took her hand and I stole a kiss
I guess you know that I’m new at this
(momma) don’t I have a heart
Don’t I have two arms
This can’t all be imagination
Tell me how you know
When true love really starts
I don’t have a clue
But don’t I have a heart
Mrs. smith do you really mean it
I can’t believe itshe said that too
You both stayed up until way past one
No homework done and she said to you
He stole a kiss and I looked at him
But he didn’t even try again
(momma) don’t I have a heart
Don’t I have two arms
This can’t all be imagination
Tell me how you know
When true love really starts
I don’t have a clue
But don’t I have a heart
Hey mrs. smith I hope I’m not out of place
Please go get her gotta tell her face to face
(momma) don’t I have a heart
Don’t I have two arms
This can’t all be imagination
Tell me how you know
When true love really starts
I don’t have a clue
But don’t I have a heart
(momma) don’t I have a heart
Don’t I have two arms
This can’t all be imagination
Tell me how you know
When true love really starts
I don’t have a clue
But don’t I have a heart
Show me your heart