It's about hundred miles to California, get there Friday if they leave tonight, She sneaks out at thirty in the morning, Leaves a note so she see her daddy cry.
He cuts the engine he coasts in the driveway, She in and gives him one kiss for the road, No friends and no family, no job out waiting, The whole will call them crazy but they gotta go.
Cause when you're and in love, yeah, You might do things that don't seem all that smart, Cause there ain't no greater Than the eighteen inches your head to your heart, yeah.
They can barely rent on a rundown apartment, waiting tables and he's a valet, They're behind on the bills and the barely running, But he a ring with the tips that he's saved.
you're young and in love, yeah, You might do some things that seem all that smart, Cause there ain't no distance the eighteen inches from your head to your heart.
Last thing they need is another mouth to feed, but they one, They're just kids themselves but that's gonna in nine more months,
She wakes him up at thirty in the morning, Ready or not their new life's start, Seven and eighteen inches, The doctor lays that new baby's head on her heart.
When young and in love, yeah, You might do some things that seem all that smart, But thank God for eighteen inches, The distance it is from your to your heart, yeah, yeah, yeah.