The dance floors a temptress,
Can't make out what you're saying.
But you rub me the right way,
With your child-like persuasion.
I got my hands in my pockets,
And I'm crossing my fingers.
Shoot, fire I'm a simple (?)
Stone washed up and so slow (?)
I'd take one in the temple,
I'd take one for you.
I'd take one in the temple,
I'd take one for you.
I'd take one in the temple,
I'd take one for you.
I feel all a mess now,
I'm tossed and a scattered.
And your eyes keep on shifting,
To the boys that don't matter.
I got my hands in my pockets,
I'm still crossing my fingers.
I'd take one in the temple,
I'd take one for you.
I'd take one in the temple,
I'd take one for you.
I'd take one in the temple,
I'd take one for you.
I've got my hands in my pockets,
and I'm crossing my fingers.
I just want to be noticed,
I just want to be noticed.
I'd take one in the temple,
I'd take one for you.
I'd take one in the temple,
I'd take one for you.
I'd take one in the temple,
I'd take one for you.
I'd take one in the temple,
I'd take one for you