Teksty: Craig Morgan. Look At Us.

Found an old box in the bottom of the closet,
'Neath the bowlin' ball bag full of magazines.
An' a school sweater with a ring in the pocket,
From a first cigar; man, did I turn green?
Hey, honey, come look at what I just found.
This old picture of us when the carnival came to town.

An' I was Superman, Tarzan:
Thought I was a star in a rock an' roll band.
An' you were Lois Lane, Letty Jane.
I wasn't very good, but you were the biggest fan,
Of the man that your Momma warned you not to trust:
Now, baby, look at us.

There's a bracelet that I made you at our homecomin' party:
Bought a six-pack of Bud just to get the tabs.
Took you home, an' you wore it proudly,
But I got in trouble when you showed your Dad.
Here's a sticker from the Dixon drive-in show.
What movie was playin', we never did know.

I was Superman, Tarzan:
Thought I was a star in a rock an' roll band.
An' you were Lois Lane, Letty Jane.
I wasn't very good, but you were the biggest fan,
Of the man that your Momma warned you not to trust:
An', baby, look at us.

Instrumental break.

An' you were the biggest fan,
Of the man that your Momma warned you not to trust:
Now, baby, look at us.
(Look at us.)

Yeah, I was Superman, Tarzan:
You were Lois Lane, Letty Jane.
(Look at us.)
Oh, baby, look at us.
(Look at us.)
Yeah, look at us.