I have my problems
I have my say
I can’t see anyway out
I think I’m stuck here

Then I see you
I wanna… touch you
I can’t explain it away
I really want you… want you

Say that, “Do you think that… will make it?”
Have you in my life
I hate it
6 o’clock and we’ll race it
Sick of hangin’ around
Oh oh… yeah

Girl you and me
Girl you and me
We’ve got to go
Go out to be
Get on the plane
We’re not the same
We’ve got to go
We’ve got to go…oh…whoa

And every morning
I go to work
Paying the minimum wage
To be like thugs

Then I see you
I wanna… kiss you
I can’t explain it away
I really love you… love you

Say that, “Do you think that… will make it?”
Have you in my life
I hate it
6 o’clock and we’ll race it
Sick of hangin’ around
Oh oh… yeah

Girl you and me
Girl you and me
We’ve got to go
We’ve got to be
Get on the plane
We’re not the same
We’ve got to go
We’ve got to go…oh…yeah

I have my problems
I have my say
I can’t see anyway out
I think I’m stuck here

Then I see you
I wanna… kiss you
I can’t explain it away
I think I love you…

(Pause and Drum Sticks hit twice)

Girl you and me
Girl you and me
We’ve got to go
We’ve got to be
Get on the plane
We’re not the same
We’ve got to go
We’ve got to go

Girl you and me
Girl you and me
We’ve got to go
We’ve got to be
Get on the plane
We’re not the same
We’ve got to go
We’re not the same