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
