One, two, three
I love you so much, everything
You do, you say, you speak, you wear, it just works for me
Though I blame it on the weekly flyer
That took me out to Crappy Tire
'Cause you were smilin' when I looked up
I guess we'll always have a parkin' lot
For 39 years I've been keeping my options open
Oh, I've been keeping my options open
There were some things behind me
Oh, an open door I did not close when I was lonely
But I swore I wouldn't go near you with a ten foot pole
It's not my fault that I wasn't sure
I'm holdin' up a mirror, we look so sweet
You made me stronger, I was wantin' for nothing
For 39 years I've been keeping my options open
I've been keeping my-
For 39 years I've been keeping my options open
And you don't have to say it
'Cause nobody's harder on me than me
And if you don't believe it
Then there's nothin' I can say
I was in this with you
I want it, don't you want it too?
For 39 years I was keeping my options open
For 39 years I was keeping my options open
I've been keeping my-
For 39 years I've been keeping my options open
