It's Friday night; I am curled up in my room

The CD player fills my heart like a balloon

I hold it in as best I can; I know I'm just another fan,

But I can't help feeling I could love this secret porno man..

And I can't wait any more for him to discover me,

I got it bad for Tom Delonge,

Tom Delonge, why won't you love me,

Why won't you love me, why won't you love me?

My friends all tell me, "Girl you know it's just a band,"

but deep within his eyes I see me wrapped up like a bow,

Watching the sky for a sign, the #182 on my mind,

I'm waiting for the day when my lucky stars align

In the form of Tom Delonge, floating above me,

in the alien light of the spaceship of love, oh,

Tom Delonge, hovering above me,

American Punker, gross and funny,

Tom Delonge, why won't you love me,

Why won't you love me, why won't you love me?

So smooth and so smart, he's abducted my heart,

and I'm falling apart from the looks I've received from those eyes;

I can't believe, well you can say I'm naive,

but he told me to believe......

Ooooooooo....

My bags are packed, I am ready for my flight,

Gonna put an end to my daydream days and sleepless nights,

Sitting like a mindless clone, wishing he would tap my phone,

Just to hear the breath of the man, the myth, the punker...

And I would say

Tom Delonge, why won't you love me,

Why won't you love me, why won't you love me?

Tom Delonge, why won't you love me,

Why won't you love me, why won't you love me?

Tom Delonge, I want you to love me, to kiss and to hug me, debrief and debug me,

Tom Delonge, I know you could love me,

I'm punk and I'm funny,

I'm gonna kill Jen!

Tom Delonge, why won't you love me, why won't you love me, why won't you love me?

Yeah.......

"I'll be waiting... at the Mark Tom and Travis show"