Goddamn you half-Japanese girls. Do it to me every time. Oh, the redhead said you shred the cello, and I'm jello, baby, but you won't talk, won't look, won't think of me. I'm the epitome of Public Enemy. Why you wanna go and do me like that? Come down on the street and dance with me.
I'm a lot like you so please, hello. I'm here. I'm waiting (No). I think I'd be good for you, and you'd be good for me.
I asked you to go to the Green Day concert. Said you never heard of them. (How cool is that?) How cool is that? So I went to your room and read your diary: "Watching Grunge leg-drop New Jack through a press table..." and then my heart stopped: "Listening to Cio-Cio San fall in love all over again." (OW!)
I'm a lot like you so please, Hello. I'm here. I'm waiting. (Oh, what crazy now.) I think I'd be good for you, and you'd be good for me.
(OHHHHH) How stupid is it? I can't talk about it. I gotta sing about it and make a record of (my heart). How stupid is it? Won't you give me a minute? Just come up to me, and say, "Hello," (to my heart). How stupid is it? For all I know you want me, too, and maybe you just don't know what to do, or maybe you're scared to say, "I'm falling for you." (Ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh. Ow, whopie.)
I wish I could get my head outta the sand, cuz I think we'd make a good team, and you would keep my fingernails clean...but that's just a stupid dream that I won't realize cuz I can't even look in your eyes without shaking, and I ain't faking. I'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon.
I'm a lot like you so please, Hello. I'm here. I'm waiting (waiting, oh). I think I'd be good for you, and you'd be good for me. Whoo-hoo-hoo.
I'm a lot like you. (I'm a lot like you.) I'm a lot like you. (And I'm waiting, oh.) I think I'd be good for you, and you'd be good for me. Whoo-hoo.
