Yeah we're like baseball and hot dogs You're Ferris Bueller and I'm a day off The E-Street Band and the Boss You know you're my Happy clouds and I'm Bob Ross So let me tell ya, boy In no uncertain terms I finally found the words Dontcha know that I know that you know that I know That you want me And don't I know that you know that I know that you know That I want you So let it be known by letter or phone All our other lovers better leave us alone Get ready to go, cuz I'm taking you home Yeah we like sneakers and gym socks You're happy hour and I am five o'clock You're Captain Kirk to my Spock You know, I'm Dee Dee Ramone and you're punk rock So let me tell ya, boy Don't leave it up to fate It's time we set things straight Dontcha know that I know that you know that I know That you want me And don't I know that you know that I know that you know That I want you So let it be known by letter or phone All our other lovers better leave us alone Get ready to go, cuz I'm taking you home And when we get home, throw your coat on my bed But that's the only thing we'll do in here for now Turn the lights down low, and the music up loud You know you dance so good won't you show me how It's like we've been together much longer than is true We've watched the forming of the sun And we'll be there to colonize the moon If it's not too soon Dontcha know that I know that you know that I know That you want me And don't I know that you know that I know that you know That I want you So let it be known by letter or phone All our other lovers better leave us alone Get ready to go, cuz I'm taking you home And dontcha know that I know that you know that I know That you want me And don't I know that you know that I know that you know That I want you So let it be known by letter or phone All our other lovers better leave us alone Get ready to go, cuz I'm taking you home Taking you...