Yaw!
Buckle up, baby.
Two, three, four.
Well, it's on again, off again; maybe we should just be friends.
Breakin' up, makin' up; call your Momma, all the drama.
Her fault, your fault; restaurant an' make a scene.
Red-dress, make-up sex, dirty baby-talk;
Talkin' rings, diamond rings.
Take it all with a smile; go for miles an' miles.
Li..li..li..life is a journey, twistin' an' turnin':
Can't ever say what'll happen next.
You're thinkin' it's somethin', but you ain't seen nothin':
Life is a journey, but lo.. lo.. lo.. love is a trip.
It's a trip, yeah.
Now you buy a house, buy a couch; think you got it figured out.
Six months, one night, then you had your first fight.
Your fault, her fault; restaurant an' make a scene.
Red-dress, make-up sex:
Now you're talkin' baby things in the spring.
Go out with a smile and a Walmart style.
Li..li..li..life is a journey, twistin' an' turnin':
Can't ever say what'll happen next.
You're thinkin' it's somethin', but you ain't seen nothin':
Life is a journey, but lo.. lo.. lo.. love is a trip.
It's a trip, whoo.
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Yeah, it's a trip.
Yahoo!
All the lovin', (Lovin'.)
Oh, an' huggin'.
You're cussin', (Cussin'.)
Fussin'.
Ah, yeah, you know you're lovin' it.
Whoo!
Life is a journey, twistin' an' turnin':
Can't ever say what'll happen next.
You're thinkin' it's somethin', but you ain't seen nothin':
Life is a journey, but...
But lo.. lo.. li.. li.. li.. life is a journey, twistin' an' turnin':
Can't ever say what'll happen next.
You're thinkin' it's somethin', but you ain't seen nothin':
Life is a journey, but lo.. lo.. lo.. love is a trip.
It's a trip.
(Lo.. lo.. lo.. love is a trip.)
Yeah.
Wadin' down the Mississip.
It's a trip.
(It's a trip.)
Buckle-up, baby.
(Love is a trip.)
It's a kiss from St Louis red lips.
C'mon baby.
(It's a trip,)
(It's a trip.)
Ah, ha, ha, ha, it's a trip.
(It's a trip.)
Ah, ha, oh yeah.
(It's a trip.)
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
(Mmmm.)
Ha ha ha.
(Show me.)
