what's going on with your face?
it's the eyes, man, those baby blues
they're huge, innocent, so naïve
like two Earths on your youthful face

so funny, with your body as it is
you are tall, strong, so alluring
the temptation is filling me
but you are shy and a gentleman

i heard your voice before i saw you
and my back snapped itself into place
you looked at me in my corner
and my heart went BA-bump,



boy, you're like a work of art
or angel dust, making me feel
oh, it's such a rush
standing close enough to catch fire