Please don’t be shy,
I’m not a tough guy,
Electric, that’s how I feel,
Around you I go so crazy,
I love you, I don’t mean maybe,
Noxema white with skin just like Barbie,
You’ve got my heart,
Let’s take a photograph,
Feel just like Jimmi Hendrix on butane,

At the arcade I saw you playing Miss Pacman,
You had on a pink bikini and your shoulders were sunburned,
I threw down my quarters
And I looked into your big blue eyes,
We went down to the beach and I rolled out some reefer,
I felt like I was in a Duran Duran video,
And by the way you were acting I knew that I was gonna get with you,

The summer’s here and school is over,
Forget your fucked up parents and lets go,
I know a good place down in the valley,
We can get lost on all the back roads,
This chick named Brenda has a Jacuzzi,
Her mom and dad are in the Bahamas,
And we just scored some killer acid,

We can watch our heads explode just like a car crash,
Go down to the basement and pretend we’re dead,
Sitting in the black light you look just like an angel,
And I don’t give a fuck what the fuck they say about us,
Drive to the supermarket and make out in the parking lot,
You don’t have to be home until 11:30,

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    General Commentsome errors I think

    "sitting in the black light you look just like an angel"

    "drive to the supermarket and make out in the parking lot"

    "You dont have have to be home until 11:30"
    mattizmynameon June 04, 2007   Link

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