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Holding out for troubled waters Who knows where the course will tell you You've got many fortunate beliefs Like love your girl and love your mother Don't wait until a cold December Who knows when a brother's goin' down Something every girl should know Don't count on some to make it home 'Cause that reminds me of a time when All the lights were shining and the Light was always more than one could use And you were once a shining ocean Giving light to those that wanted Something more to hold than just the air So give me something to remember A diamond ring upon a finger Something every girl should know Don't count on some to make it home You don't have to do what you're told I guess I'm kinda used to the cold