Holy cow! I think I've got one here

Now just what am I s'posed 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

Hangin' 'round with chicks like you -but i do like you-

And another one: you say "like" too much

But I'm shakin' at your touch

I like you way too much

My baby I'm afraid I'm falling for you

'n I'd do 'bout 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 bustin' loose

I've gotta go turn in my rock star card

and get fat and old with you

'cuz I'm a burning candle you're a gentle moth

teaching me to lick a little bit kinder

and Ii do like you - you're the lucky one

No! I'm the lucky one

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 ol' 3-chord me?

But it's true - you like me, I like you

I'm ready, let's do it baby