Yeah

I said I really wanna know your name

She looks around and she hesitates

Then she turns back to her best friend

But she's talking with another man

I don't really wanna be in this place

I'm getting bored and it's much too late

Can we go back to the alleyway

I can hear you talk to me that way

Oh, she has butterflies on her feet

As she pulls her hair back our eyes meet

(And it's on)

I never want to let her go

She is everything but typical

Yeah, yeah, I'm talking 'bout

Yeah, yeah, yeah

She is everything I can't have

And I never want to give that back

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

We can do a shitty cover band

Through the walls of the club we can

Shoot me like a teen man

Then she reaches out and takes my hand

Oh, she feels like a million bucks

Just play it cool, don't mess this up

(Please God)

I never want to let her go

She is everything but typical

Yeah, yeah, I'm talking 'bout

Yeah, yeah, yeah

She is everything I can't have

And I never want to give that back

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Get a grip, get a brain

Crazy that she won't stop talking

No she won't stop talking to me

She's a trip, she's a player

Crazy that she won't stop talking

No she won't stop talking to me

Then she pulls me away

I'm alone, I'm afraid

That she makes me feel this way

This could be the one

Just don't mess this up

"Hey, I kinda wanna go to the... to the bar, but I don't really want to go, but I want to go. Do you want to go?"

She says that her ride fell through, oh no

Is it cool if I leave here with you?

(And it's on!)

I never want to let her go

She is everything but typical

Yeah, yeah, I'm talking 'bout

Yeah, yeah, yeah

She is everything I can't have

And I never want to give that back

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah