I am talking to myself about her And it seems so that I definitely doubt her. She's so fine but then again I've been knowing her for a long long time Which makes it hard for me to move. Well, she's a butterfly babe with bubblegum proof: She never loses her flavour. And I might just tell her what's on my mind But I'm not sure if she will return the favour. So I just order some courage at the bar Walk up to her and oh my god what will I say. Oh no no no no no you can't Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah But you can't get get get get with her Well I don't know oh-oh like Oh no no no no no you can't Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah But you can't get get get get with her Well I don't know, I don't know. Tiptoe through the grass on a Sunday morning. My thoughts blossom cause I'm in bloom about him. But he don't know that I melt like snow when he shines on me I'm over the rainbow But I can't tell him cause I'm afraid he'll go So we just measure up the weather as we stroll through the park, Maybe it's more easy when it's dark, But we're laughing the romance away again, singing (Duet, both singers:) Oh no no no no no you can't Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah But you can't get get get get with him/her Well I don't know oh-oh like Oh no no no no no you can't Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah But you can't get get get get with him/her Well I don't know, I don't know.