She's in Love With the Boy
By Trisha Yearwood
Tina here! I decided to write a song fic, so this is it! My second, but I never got the first one published, it is really sucky, and I hate typing something I wrote. Any ways, this is my take off of Trisha Yearwood's song.
"He's in love with the boy"
Quatre's sitting on his old front porch,
Watching the chickens peck the ground.
There ain't a whole lot going on tonight,
In this one horse town
Over yonder, comin up the road,
In his beat up Chevy truck
His boyfriend Trowa is laying on the horn,
Splashing though the mud and the muck
Heero says, he ain't worth a lick,
When it comes to brains,
He's got the short end of the stick
Quatre's young, and man he just don't care,
He'd follow Trowa, anywhere!
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
And even if they have to run away,
He's gonna marry that boy some day
Quatre and Trowa at the drive in movie,
Parked in the very last row,
They're too busy holding on to each other,
To care about the show
Later on outside the tasty freeze,
trowa slips something off his hand
he says my high school ring will have to do,
until I can buy a wedding band
Heero says, he ain't worth a lick,
When it comes to brains,
He's got the short end of the stick
Quatre's young, and man he just don't care,
He'd follow Trowa, anywhere!
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
And even if they have to run away,
He's gonna marry that boy some day
Heero's waiting up till half past twelve,
When they come sneaking up the walk
He says young man, get on up to your room,
While me and junior have a talk.
Duo breaks in says don't lose your temper
It wasn't very long ago.
You yourself were just a hayseed plowboy,
Ya didn't have a row to how,
My daddy said, you wasn't worth a lick,
When it came to brains,
You got the short end of the stick
But he was wrong and honey you are too,
Quatre looks at Trowa, like I still look at you!
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
Whats meant to be will always find a way,
He's gonna marry that boy some day
(repeat to fade)
I hope you liked it.. its my own parody of the song so please read and reveiw
By Trisha Yearwood
Tina here! I decided to write a song fic, so this is it! My second, but I never got the first one published, it is really sucky, and I hate typing something I wrote. Any ways, this is my take off of Trisha Yearwood's song.
"He's in love with the boy"
Quatre's sitting on his old front porch,
Watching the chickens peck the ground.
There ain't a whole lot going on tonight,
In this one horse town
Over yonder, comin up the road,
In his beat up Chevy truck
His boyfriend Trowa is laying on the horn,
Splashing though the mud and the muck
Heero says, he ain't worth a lick,
When it comes to brains,
He's got the short end of the stick
Quatre's young, and man he just don't care,
He'd follow Trowa, anywhere!
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
And even if they have to run away,
He's gonna marry that boy some day
Quatre and Trowa at the drive in movie,
Parked in the very last row,
They're too busy holding on to each other,
To care about the show
Later on outside the tasty freeze,
trowa slips something off his hand
he says my high school ring will have to do,
until I can buy a wedding band
Heero says, he ain't worth a lick,
When it comes to brains,
He's got the short end of the stick
Quatre's young, and man he just don't care,
He'd follow Trowa, anywhere!
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
And even if they have to run away,
He's gonna marry that boy some day
Heero's waiting up till half past twelve,
When they come sneaking up the walk
He says young man, get on up to your room,
While me and junior have a talk.
Duo breaks in says don't lose your temper
It wasn't very long ago.
You yourself were just a hayseed plowboy,
Ya didn't have a row to how,
My daddy said, you wasn't worth a lick,
When it came to brains,
You got the short end of the stick
But he was wrong and honey you are too,
Quatre looks at Trowa, like I still look at you!
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
He's in love with the boy,
Whats meant to be will always find a way,
He's gonna marry that boy some day
(repeat to fade)
I hope you liked it.. its my own parody of the song so please read and reveiw