I was a junk store queen, you were the king of the rusty old machine
True grit and time on our hands
Basement apartment we carried everything worth anything wherever we went
It was not much, it did not weigh us down
I fell in love with the road and the racket
You fell in love with a rich girl who took off packin'
Now you're back with a real job and what the clean-cut folks call a real life
And I'm laughing just to keep the tears from my eyes
What now? You just come back to impress me?
Show up in your two-ton truck and turn the key
Of that four-by-four with the double doors
That you paid too much for
But it's just a little too shiny for me
Yeah it's just a little too shiny for me
Too shiny for me
You ain't haulin' horses, you ain't haulin' hay
You just haul your heart down to the bar at the end of every working day
Hard work and a heart that's true, no one would know half as well as you do
That good luck and good timing don't make a good man out of you
There's gotta be something else to get you through
And now, you don't have to come back and impress me
This whole world is your diamond, and babe you're just chippin' away
Fillin' up holes with glitter and gold
And all the things you paid for with the dreams that you sold
But it's all just a little too shiny for me
Yeah it's all just a little too shiny for me
It's all just a little too shiny for me
Too shiny for me