It clicked when she would go round
Running through the whole town
Talking to
Him once again

He looked a little profound
Trying not to slow down
Coaching her
Like everyday

He'd give her that sweet talking
Always laughing
All the time
He'd give her that smooth smirkin'
And he's working
Overtime

*Give me all your soul
Give me all your dreams
Give me all your weak thoughts
Oh the things that you do to me
And I singing
Give me that sol fa (a little bit)
Give me that do la (a little bit)
Give me that secret
Hush
I must yes I do need

Not slick 'cause I know how
That girl somehow
Had to much to contemplate
Thirty and nineteen why are they fighting?
It's getting stranger everyday

He'd give me that sweet talking
Always laughing
All the time
He'd give her that smooth smirkin'
And he's working
Overtime