Holy cow! I think I`ve got one here 
Now just what am I s`posed to do? 
I`ve got a number of irrational fears 
That I`d like to share with you 
First, there`s rules about old goats like me 
Hangin` `round with chicks like you -but I do like you- 
And another one: you say "like" too much 
But I`m shakin` at your touch 
I like you way too much 
My baby, I`m afraid I`m falling for you 
`n I`d do `bout anything to get the hell out alive 
Or maybe I would rather settle down with you 
Holy moly, baby, wouldn`t you know it? 
Just as I was bustin` loose 
I gotta go turn in my rock star card and get fat
and old with you 
`cuz I`m a burning a candle you`re a gentle moth 
teaching me to lick a little bit kinder 
And I do like you - you`re the lucky one 
No! I`m the lucky one 
Holy Sweet goddamn! You left your cello in the basement 
I admired the glowing the stars and tried to play a tune` 
I can`t believe how bad I suck, it`s true 
What could you possibly see in little ol` 3-chord me? 
But it`s true - you like me, I like you too 
I`m ready, let`s do it baby