Overexcited

I'm halfway home, at the pub on the corner of the street I see kids from school, but I stare down at my feet Sports on TV They scream for victory A few blocks down, there's Dawn, she's got spinach on her teeth In between the front ones, just a little bitty leaf And I try to speak But Dawn makes me nervous And I get overexcited Can't do a damn thing about it My god, we're shoulder to shoulder Nice guy looking for a future lover The pet shop's closed, too bad, 'cause animals like me back We had a dog once, we all just called her Kat Was mum's idea She's got a great sense of humor Later tonight, some soup, then I'll probably send a text "Hey Dawn, it's Jim. Would you like to have some sex? And if that's too weird Maybe just a hot chocolate" I get so overexcited Can't do a damn thing about it My god, we're shoulder to shoulder Nice guy looking for a future lover Future, future love Future love Future love Future love Hey, hey, hey Future love Future love Future love I get so overexcited Can't do a damn thing about it My god, we're shoulder to shoulder Nice guy looking for a future lover 'Cause I'm bored, bored, bored Everybody knows it's hard living with mother (and your father) If you can even call this living Here's the ride cymbal Nothing makes a man feel more alive Than when they're tanging the hump of the ride Tang the hump Everyone knows it's humpin' living on ride cymbals If you can even call that drumming