I came back from a late night
With my friends you were out of town
So I took off my shoes
And I took off my coat
And I took a look around

Looked at all the book shelves
Just like I like to do
And I saw a little note
Some other girl wrote to you

It said “Baby, baby would you read a poem I picked for you?”
“I know you’re sensitive
But would you think about my boobs?”

What am I to do
When I feel so much love for you?
I wish that I could be stronger
But I get scared that my love will not do

Now I do not want to be that girl
That cries at every turn
But I can’t ignore the hurt that makes me burn
So please do be patient with mе
I know I can have a bit of jealousy
But I promise you
I’ll makе it up to you in return
So baby, baby would you read a poem I wrote for you?
“I know you’re sensitive
But would you think about my boobs?”

What am I to do
When I feel so much love for you?
I wish that I could be stronger
But I get scared that my love will not do
Yeah, I get scared that my love will not do