Ba-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
Ba-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
So let's begin
Baby, I'
You're dreaming about a girl
Who lives her life in plastic
A
Yeah, every little thing
The sweeter you taste
The bitter I feel
The
Night got cold, it's almost three
Take these fools away from
One, two, three, four
I said no, no never
We don't go
Round and round we go
Round and round again
Then I got
She met him Saturday
He stole her heart away
Twenty four, Sunday
They
Don't be late
'Cause I can't wait
And you know
I've been looking
2, 3
The other day you said, "Hello", we had a
I guess I should say what is on the tip
Let's run and hide
I know the stars like the dark
Somewhere
I got this feelin' that you're taking me under
I got
My baby drives a car
He calls me when he wants
I