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 Holy moly, baby wouldn't you know it? Just as I was bustin' loose I've gotta go turn in my rock star card and get fat and old with you 'Cuz I'm a burning candle, you're a gentle moth Teaching me to look 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 sweeps, goddamn, 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 with you Down with you © E.O. SMITH MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com