Well our hearts beat like thunder
I don`t know why they don`t explode
You got your hands in my back pockets
And Sam Cooke`s singin` on the radio
You say that I`m the boy who can make it all come true
Well I`m tellinya that I don`t know if I know what to do
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You say that`s all right, hold tight
Well I don`t even know if I`m doin` this right
Well all right, hold tight
We can stay out all day or we can run around all night
Well all night, all night
Well it`s time to go home
And I ain`t even done with the night
Well I don`t know no good come-ons
And I don`t know no cool lines
I feel the heat of your frustration
I know it`s burnin you up deep down inside
You say that I`m the boy who can make it all come true
Well I`m tellin ya that I don`t know if I know what to do
Chorus