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Holy cow, I think I've got one here
Now just what am I supposed 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
Hanging around with chicks like you
But I do like you and another one
You say like too much
But I'm shaking at your touch
I like you way too much
My baby, I'm afraid I'm falling for you
I'd do about 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 busting 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 shaking at your touch
I like you way too much
My baby, I'm afraid I'm falling for you
I'd do about anything to get the hell out alive
Or maybe I would rather settle down with you
Holy sweet, 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 of 3-chord me?
But I do like you and you like me too
I'm ready, let's do it baby
I'm shaking at your touch
I like you way too much
My baby, I'm afraid I'm falling for you
I'd do about anything to get the hell out alive
Or maybe I would rather settle down (down)
With you (you)
Down, (down)
With you (you)
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