Holy cow!I think I've got one here
Now just what am I s'posed to do?
That I'd like to share with you
First,there's rules about old goods like me
Hongin''round with chicks like you
-but I do like you-
And another one:you say "like"too much
But I'm shakin' at your touch
I like you way too much
My baby,I'm afraid I'm falling for you
'N I'do 'bout anything to get the hell out alive
Or maybe I would rather settle down with you
Holy moly,baby,wouldn't you know it?
Just as I was bustin' loose
I gotta go turn in my rock star card
And get fat and old with you
'Cuz I'm a burning flame and you're a gentle moth
Teaching me to lick a little bet kinder
I do like you-you're the lucky one
No!I'm the lucky one
Holy Sweet goddamn!
You left your cello in the basement
I agmired the glowing stars and tried to play a tune
I can't believe bad I suck,it's true
What could you passibly see
in the little ol'3-could me?
But it's true-you like me too!
Now what am I s'posed to do