Oh,
sweetheart, put the bottle down
You've
got too much talent
I
see you through those bloodshot eyes
There's a cure, you've found it
Slow
motion, sparks, you've caught that
chill
Now don't deny it
But
boys will be boys, oh, yes, they
will
They don't wanna define it
Just
give up the game and get into
me
If you're looking for thrills then get cold feet