God Made Michigan

Two left feet
Nothing goes according to plan
God made Michigan, sat on his hands
And said I won't ever fall in love again
Brown eyes, 5'10, looking at
New life, good plans
Everything's all set, for him, yeah

I just need this more than you do
How could you?
How could you?
How could you?

Walk me home, nothing goes according to plan
You think you're saying something I could forget
But I won't ever fall in love again
I'll be a good friend
If I am the last thing standing at the end
Take whatever you can, I won't flinch
I'll bear my resemblance too
I can't get it out of my head
All the people I chose
Just because they reminded me of you

Ooh
Oh, but she's good for you
Isn't she good?

I just need this more than you do
How could you?
How could you?
How could you?
I just need this more than you do
How could you?
How could you?
How could you?

There was one time when I thought I'd have to live without you
She said the cops called and there was an accident
And it took a little bit before we heard back
Standing outside, on a cold night
Trying to reason with a God I hadn't met yet
So he totalled your car but he salvaged the drum set

A little shook up on the way home
I think Kenny threw his weed out the window
We were just kids then, didn't know nothing