All the boys lined up after hours at gas stations rounding up condoms
In single packs with cigarettes and gum
Hoping they’d be the lucky one
Hoping you’re the one blonde haired girl who could be won it could be fun I know it could be fun
Bothered by my lack of entertainment I’m enamoured with your own
My god, Hold me close
When it comes to you my dear I can’t contend it all works somehow in the end I know, I need you know but you’re gone you go
Show to show to show
I can’t put you down
I can’t put you down
I can’t put you down now that my mind’s in motion Bound to my body you fucked my heart completely
I can’t put you down I can’t put you down I can’t put you down
