I want to kiss you all night long
Wait a second, that came out wrong
I want to be around you every day
But that’s not really what I meant to say
I’m trying so hard to be deep and meticulous
But all of my words are so trite and ridiculous
And nothing I say wants to stick
I’m feeling so confused and perturbed, just a little disturbed
Now please excuse me while I put that into words
‘Cause I could hold you ‘til my arms run out of strength
Touch you ‘til my hands disintegrate
“Whoa” is all I’m really trying to say
But it keeps coming out just a little bit cliché, yeah
I want to grab you, squeeze you tight
If I could only say it right
I want to taste you ‘til I’m numb
But scratch that ‘cause it sounded just a little too dumb
I’m fighting the urge to use poetic imagery
And picking up hints in those pink girly magazines
I’m falling apart at the seams
I think maybe I’m thinking too much about my angles and such
I’m going Dutch, either way I’m giving up
And I could kiss you ‘til I’m doing it in my dreams
Think about you ‘til my brains blow to smithereens
“Whoa” is all I’m really trying to say
But it keeps coming out just a little bit cliché, yeah
I want to be the one you want
But my voice will only taunt
I want to captivate your heart
But my language barrier keeps pulling us apart
One two three four five six seven eight
One two three four, take it from the top now
One two three four five six seven eight
Bring it on home now
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