The finale was over She laced up her boots And she walked out the doorway But you were still waiting For the encore And you're under a big yellow moon And she's still in the band room
But meanwhile the baby is born With a brother just two years old
Two curly brown-haired boys In a brown house with their mother In a brown house with their father Who could have loved you more? How's that for the encore?
The finale was over She laced up her boots And she walked out the doorway But someday you'll find her Singing for two little boys
Two curly brown-haired boys In a brown house with their mother In a brown house with their father Who could have loved you more?
Who could have loved you more? Who could have loved you more? Who could have loved you more?
Two curly brown-haired boys
