So much for love
Guess i've been wrong
But it's all right
Cuz i'm moving on
I've got my car all packed with cassette tapes
And sweaters and loose change and cheap cigarettes
I'm gonna drive through the hills
With my hand out the window
And sing 'til I run out of words
I'm gonna stop at every truck stop
Make small talk with waiters and truck driving men
I'm gonna fall asleep in the back seat
With no one around but me and my friends
It's gonna be so grand
It's gonna be just like my wedding day
I've had enough of love
It feels good to give up
So good to be good to myself
I'm gonna get on the highway with no destination
And plenty of vision in mind
And i'm gonna drive to the ocean
Go skinny dipping
Blow kisses to venus and mars
I'm gonna stop at every bar
And flirt with the cowboys in front their girlfriends
It's gonna be so grand
It's gonna be just like my wedding day
So much for love
I guess i've been wrong
But it's all right cuz i'm moving on
I'm gonna drive over hills
Over mountains and canyons
And boys that keep bringin me down
I'm gonna drive under skyline and sunshine
Drink good wine in vineyards
And get asked to dance
I'm gonna be carefree and let nothing pass me by
Never ever again
It's gonna be so grand
It's gonna be so grand
It's gonna be just like my wedding day
Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb
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