You look like the kind of a person that could have a conversation without making a sound
You look like the kind of a person instegating bad behavior when we're hanging around
You look like the kind of a person who would take me to a party on the wrong side of town
You look like the kind of a person that's down

*And when I see you walking down the street
kinda guy I'd like to meet
wont you give it to me
When I see you driving in your car
looking like a fucking star
wont you give it to me
Rock those blue jeans baby
Rock those blues
Make me feel like I'm brand new

You speak
its like everyone listens
and it's not because they want to but because you're insane
I take on the role of submission right away

*chorus

Maybe this could be right, maybe this could be wrong, but it surely is no dissapoinment. Boy I feel like my flower opened up to the sun, and the sky up above!

*chorus