Song Description

A humorous song about the pitfalls of what can happen when pursuing long-distance romance via the Internet.

Lyrics

I Made The Whole Thing Up

That's my truck, this here's the double wide
there's my bird dog Jake and my mom's inside
Right there's my tractor and here's my .30-06
I guess you're right we're sorta out in the stix

No that wasn't my photo, yes I'm losing my hair
Guess you can see I'm not a millionaire
and when we made that connection on match.com
I forgot to mention I live with mom

I made the whole thing up, hope you're not upset
I'm comin' into money but it aint here yet
we'll get by with a little for a little while
C'mon honey, let's see that smile

I made the whole thing up, right now it's me and Mom
But there's another house we're thinkin' bout in West Palm
And there's a yacht in Bermuda I plan on buyin'
What... do you think I'm lyin'?

Maybe I stretched it when I said I'm fit
This time of year I gain a little bit
When I drop the spare tire you're gonna love me again
I lose it every summer it's just a bummer till then

You can tell a little fib that don't make you a liar
Just tryin' to be the kind of man that you require
I guess it ain't like I promised and I must admit
It might seem kinda funny on the face of it

I made the whole thing up, I see why you're upset
fly all the way from California, this is what you get
we'll get by with a little for a little while
then pretty soon you're gonna go in style

I made the whole thing up, right now it's me and Mom
But there's another house we're thinkin' 'bout in West Palm
And there's a yacht in Bermuda I've thought of buyin'
What... do you think I'm lyin'?


Words & Music ©2010
by Cameron Earnshaw