Eighteen and innocent
Got that teenage spirit
With the wild thoughts of making
While tryna keep close with your boyfriend
And i'm like hey Gene you're losing it
Your Boyfriends a pessimist
His a first class killjoy
With a weak mustache like a caterpillar crawling across your face
She knows
He wanna know ya
Let it go
Do whatever you wanna
But you can't get enough
No you can't get enough
I know she knows
Yeah I told you so
He just wanna be your friend
I know he won't go
Yeah we know now
He just wanna be your friend
Picture this he's gone now
And you can do what you wanna
You could have a girls night
And mess around till the sunrise
And im like hey gene you've got it now
You got it locked up in the bag
So ring your friends tell them to come round
Come round, come round
Your alibi is on the ceiling
I can feel it, do you see me?
Come inside and tell me bout it
Do you want to see the feeling?
