Tip:
Highlight text to annotate it
X
Holy cow, I think I've got one here; now just what am I s'posed to do?
I've got a number of irrational fears, that I'd like to share with you.
First, there's rules about old goats like me, hangin' '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.
I'd do 'bout anything to get the hell out alive;
Or maybe I would rather settle down with you. (oh)
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.
'Cause I'm a burning candle; you're a gentle moth,
Teaching me to lick a little bit kinder.
And I do like you, you're the lucky one.
No, I'm the lucky one.
I'm shakin' at your touch, I like you way too much.
My baby, I'm afraid I'm falling for you.
I'd do 'bout anything to get the hell out alive;
Or maybe I would rather settle down with you. (oh)
Holy sweet, ***, you left your cello in the basement.
I admired the glowing stars and tried to play a tune.
I can't believe how bad I suck, it's true.
What could you possibly see in, little ol' 3-chord me?
But I do like you and you like me too.
I'm ready, let's do it baby.
I'm shakin' at your touch, I like you way too much.
My baby, I'm afraid I'm falling for you.
I'd do 'bout anything to get the hell out alive;
Or maybe I would rather settle
Down, (down) with you. (you) (x2)
(Ohhh)