Love is so beautiful
When everything is fine
But when it ends like hers and mine
And lives and dies at least ten thousand times Tell me something bad about Tulsa
How those old oil wells smell in the wind
Tell me something bad about Tulsa
So I won't have to go back, believing I belong there again Eyes as blue as Tulsa skies
I kept getting lost in when I met her
Hair like Oklahoma sand
I could run my hands through forever
But all good things must end
All rivers have to bend
I keep running
But she keeps pulling me back in Tell me something bad about Tulsa
How those old oil wells smell in the wind
Tell me something bad about Tulsa
So I won't have to go back, believing I belong there again Tell me something bad about Tulsa
So I won't have to go back, believing I belong there again.
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