I'm so high
In love with my friend
And I don't wanna try, but it's happening again
So, I walk around at a quarter past ten
With a picture of baby to make me feel bad
But it felt so sure
It felt so clean
It felt discreetly not the same
When I look at you
Oh, baby
Oh, baby
After all, I guess I'm just some kind of freak
And after all, I guess I'm just some kind of freak
And after all, I guess I'm just some kind of neat freak
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
