(Pop) ahh
If it pops into my head
it's comin' straight out
I hang in my blue jeans
I swing in my blue
Alright now
My mama warned me about boys like you
It's the
There's no need for talkin'
when you're walkin' out
Spotlights have a funny glow
They can keep you warm, but
Got a call from my friend
She saw my picture again
Would it bother you to know
His hands have been all
Hey boy, I would have thought that
When you left me
It's not the right time, that's what you say but
You're gonna have to meet my mama
Gonna learn to say,
I hate your friends and family
They're trying to take you
I wanna lie in my bed and do nothing
I don't