I didn’t like that song till you said that you liked it. I didn’t like that boy till you said that you liked him. I wouldn’t have gone to the edge of the world if you never said, if you never said, if you never said that it was coooooooo oooo ooooooool. So tell me what it is that I want to do. Tell me what I need to make sweet love to you. If I ever make up my mind without you. If I ever make a loud sound to get you. Tell me. Tell me. Would love me? Would love me?
I didn’t like my meal till I tasted on your lips and the twisted kiss came from bliss. Oh that sweet bliss of knowing you’ll missed if someone’s watching. And that someone who’s watching is watching to knowing that come time love. Come time to love, it just might be their turn. And no the thief won’t come. And no the thief would never come. They would never come. Because it was always my turn and even though I didn’t make the run. I just knew it would work out. I just knew it would pan out. Because it was you oo oo who told me so.