Enough for me is not much for you. Won't you forgive me that's all I can do. Can you feel my heartbeat. When I'm close to you. . I'll never find another way to say.
Hey, elitists from L.A.. (Los Angeles, California):. You know who you are. You're driving fancy cars. Your allowance exceeds my rent. Listen to what I have to say.
Girl, when I'm alone with you,. I get a feelin' through and through,. Tellin' me that love is comin' on,. My head starts spinnin' round and round,. And I don't care what's up or down,.