Stacy (Acoustic)

At the 50-yard line, I saw her feet She was under the bleachers, waiting for me No, I never get high, but I'm smoking her weed She been giving this freshman love since last June The only senior girl with tattoos Nobody can find out things that we do She said, "Put your hands behind your head Let me blow your mind, kid, don't get too excited" You can call me "Stacy", you can call me "Love" You can call me "Baby" and all of the above You can call me late night, and I'll be at your door You can call me anything, oh, anything you want Just don't call me yours Just don't call me yours And it's 3:05 on a Friday, bell rings Her parents left last night for Palm Springs Got the whole house empty for me And my brother, he needed the car, so I ran Down 71st as fast as I can Telling her everything I had planned She said, "I know we've been getting close We can't get no closer, you'll get it when you're older" You can call me "Stacy", you can call me "Love" You can call me "Baby" and all of the above You can call me late night, and I'll be at your door You can call me anything, oh, anything you want Just don't call me yours Just don't call me yours Yeah Just don't call me yours You can call me "Stacy", you can call me "Love" Oh, you can call me "Baby" and all of the above You can call me late night, and I'll be at your door You can call me anything, oh, anything you want Just don't call me yours