I know you've got a tolerance

For most things, platitude excluded

You know I'm not that good with words

But walk on eggs when you're alluded

So far this hasn't gone that well

I'll just freak out and grab any cliché

That I find in my way so there

You should filter my words

Make sure you get the core of what I just said

And if I dared to tell you it would be so corny

I know I'd say something lame like I know you're for me

That's it, bromidic sentences

That's all you'll get from me this evening

As wine and rum start kicking in

I'll just get worse, please understand me

(I urge you, understand me)

So there, I'm unoriginal

Is it okay if I choose to rip off another tired song?

Now please forget I said a thing

You're looking bored with my circumlocution

And if I dared to tell you it would be so corny

I know I'd say something lame like I know you're for me

And if I came around I know I'd be so corny (I would be so corny)

I'd say something lame like I know you're for me

And if I dared to tell you it would be so corny

I know I'd say something lame like I know you're for me

And if I came around I know I'd be so corny

I'd say something lame like I know you're for me