You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go
It's you are her and nobody else The lights are low and she's so ready You're already on your way to the door You're at the bar the tender gives you a free drink And when she's perfect you sweat bullets spill the drink and you leave Everyone leaves the party except a gorgeous 20-something You turn and run You call me up
You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go Ready to go
So, the way you act is it just an act to some strange courtship ritual? A habitual nervous reaction? Hey it's just me set yourself free Why don't you let me know what's going on inside your cluttered head?
You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go Ready to go
What the hell are you talking about? Is that what you would say? If I were to wonder outloud would it make you turn away? Just a curious question to think about.
If it was you and me and nobody else would want me to want to be ready to go? Or would you want to take the lights down low?
You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go Ready to go
Hey it's just me set yourself free Why don't you let me know what's going on?
Hey it's just me set yourself free Why don't you let me know what's going on?
Hey it's just me set yourself free Why don't you let me know what's going on?
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It's you are her and nobody else The lights are low and she's so ready You're already on your way to the door You're at the bar the tender gives you a free drink And when she's perfect you sweat bullets spill the drink and you leave Everyone leaves the party except a gorgeous 20-something You turn and run You call me up
You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go Ready to go
So, the way you act is it just an act to some strange courtship ritual? A habitual nervous reaction? Hey it's just me set yourself free Why don't you let me know what's going on inside your cluttered head?
You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go Ready to go
What the hell are you talking about? Is that what you would say? If I were to wonder outloud would it make you turn away? Just a curious question to think about.
If it was you and me and nobody else would want me to want to be ready to go? Or would you want to take the lights down low?
You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes You're the one using me as a muse You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go Ready to go
Hey it's just me set yourself free Why don't you let me know what's going on?
Hey it's just me set yourself free Why don't you let me know what's going on?
Hey it's just me set yourself free Why don't you let me know what's going on?
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