There she is, T you gotta go talk to her.
Leave me alone
Just go talk to her
Nah man!
If you don't, I'm gonna talk to her for you.
Song:
Open up your mystery book to chapter one, verse three
The part about you and me
And the way our eyes met at the intersection at
They reflecting all the thoughts I had, but never had to say
'Cause you spoke up before I could look down
I woulda passed by shy without a sound
If you hadn't smiled and asked for the time
I said "I don't wear a watch"
You said "You wanna wear mine?"
And that was it
Photograph click click to the memory
You said "Walk me to class?"
I asked "Which one?"
Replied "Chemistry"
You was quicker than speedy crazy fast with the flirtin'
And every word out your mouth had my heart pipes burstin'
Knew from the jumble want it more than thirstin'
But didn't have a clue why a girl like you would want me
It's just a mystery
Its a mystery
Why a girl like you want a boy like me
It's a mystery
Why a girl like you want a boy like me
It's a mystery
Why a girl like you want a boy like me
It's a mystery
(Uhh, chicky chicky boom)
Remember our first date
I said I'd pick you up around seven
But I got there at eight 'cause the train was late
I woulda brought you a rose but they don't grow in the park
I found a couple dandylions popping out the sidewalk though
And brought you them instead
I even got a magic marker and made the petals red
I took you to a club cause you said you like to dance
But they wouldn't let us in cause I had paint on my pants
Damn, I thought I messed up royal
Tried to be the man and my plan got foiled.
So we sat on the curb and ate candy
Talked about Diddy's new joint with the family.
Gently increasing your affection by the second with a little hand holdin' and a bit of cheek peckin'
You told me in a whisper so quiet
That we could go steady if I was down to try it
Right then I shoulda known you were serious
Even then your love is mysterious
Its a mystery
Why a girl like you want a boy like me
It's a mystery
Why a girl like you want a boy like me
It's a mystery
Why a girl like you want a boy like me
It's a mystery
Our love is a wonderful thing no doubt about it
But sometimes love can make a girl feel crowded
And I don't wanna push you, or ever disrespect
Your space with my face, so I gotta double check
And make sure that everything is parallelograms
Peas on the carrots, candy on the yams
My lips on your hands, and everything is beautiful
So I can kiss from your wrist to your cudical
Beautiful, without the P kind of whippin'
You say I'm cute, I still say you trippin'
'Cause didn't you tell me that opposites attract?
And If I'm the cute one you got opposite of that
And that's not the fact, or even close to that quotient
You the glass of champagne, I'm just stayin' on the coaster
If I'm a crumb you the toast, you're the butter to my bread
'Cause you always make the most of the situation
Like I'm rubber you're glue
And if you say you love me
I'ma love you right back, boo