It's fine, it's cool You can say that we are nothin', but you know the truth And guess I'm the fool With her arms out like an angel through the car sunroof I don't wanna call it off, but you don't wanna call it love You only wanna be the one that I call "Baby" You can kiss a hundred boys in bars Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling You can say it's just the way you are Make a new excuse, another stupid reason Good luck, babe! (Well, good luck!) Well, good luck, babe! (Well, good luck!) You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling Good luck, babe! (Well, good luck!) Well, good luck, babe! (Well, good luck!) You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling Elsa Dutton would never admit it but she had a crush on her best friend Kenzie the two were two peas in a pod they acted a lot alike with both being free spirited. Elsa hated that she felt this way as it was a looked down apon thing for women to like other women like that. It become more and more clear to Elsa that she was falling in love with her best friend and there was nothing she could do about it. The two were cuddling as fall was approaching and it was getting colder and colder. Elsa snuggled closer her hand lightly playing with the hem of Kenzie's shirt as they laid together they had made it to Montana and were laying on her livingroom floor by the fireplace. Elsa needed to say something she was losing her mind. Elsa: Hey can I tell ya something?