I've got cold feet
But I'm warmest when I'm with you
I can't stand to raise my voice
But I will scream at the top of my lungs for you

Eye contact isn't something I'm fond of
Unless it's your eyes I'm looking into
I will wait by a telephone
If you promised to call back

I like what you like
And you like what I like
It's so hard to find someone
Who is sweet and great
Equally as cool as you

Don't you see?
We're meant to be together--

Oh, wait
You're kissing your girlfriend

I'll go home now.