She speaks in simple words
She knows where her head is at
She sees herself in everything
But a house is not a home and her home is not a house
When there's not enough room for you
She's got a mad look in her eye
You call her home and you want to move in
She's laced up in your shoe
She knows where her head is at
She knows where her head is at
You can't judge her for that, oh no
She's got a ladder to the sky
She knows where her head is at
And it's simple to be in love with her
She moves in simple curves
You call her home and you want to move in
You can't judge her for that, oh no
She reads expensive magazines
Sweet home, sweet sweet home
She knows where her head is at
She's got her home and you want to move in
You call her home, sweet home
She's tangled up in you
You can't judge her for that
She knows where her head is at
You can't judge her for that
You can't judge her for that
You can't judge her for that
And it's simple to be in love with her
