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
`n 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 gotta go turn in my rock star card and get fat
and old with you
`cuz I`m a burning a 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
Holy Sweet goddamn! You left your cello in the basement
I admired the glowing the 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 it`s true - you like me, I like you too
I`m ready, let`s do it baby