Outta My League

Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh

I was the homecoming king
Senior year football star
I wasn't trying to make the bigs
Those Friday night lights only shined so far

She was pumping 87
Down at the Texaco
A smile straight from heaven
I fell head over heels when she said "hello"

She's a top contender, home run hitter
Triple crown kisser, can't believe I'm with her
Primetime in the end zone, dancing on her tippy toes
Chase her down the hall, right into the red zone
When the final bell rings (Woo) she's loving on me
And I'm loving, loving, loving, playing outta my league

Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh

I'm stepping up my game
'cuz she gives me that adrenaline rush
Yeah buddy she ain't playing
She's like running with the bulls but I gotta keep up

She's a top contender, home run hitter
Triple crown kisser, can't believe I'm with her
Primetime in the end zone, dancing on her tippy toes
Chase her down the hall, right into the red zone
When the final bell rings (Woo) she's loving on me
And I'm loving, loving, loving, playing outta my league

She's a once in a lifetime catch
Ain't ever looking back

She's a top contender, home run hitter
Triple crown kisser, can't believe I'm with her
Primetime in the end zone, dancing on her tippy toes

She's a top contender, home run hitter
Triple crown kisser, can't believe I'm with her
Primetime in the end zone, dancing on her tippy toes
Chase her down the hall, right into the red zone
When the final bell rings, she's loving on me
And I'm loving, loving, loving, playing outta my league

Woah-oh-oh-oh
(Woah-oh-oh) Oh playing outta my league
(Woah-oh-oh-oh) She gives me that adrenaline rush



Credits
Writer(s): Douglas Folkins, David Borys, Anthony Fiddler
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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