Yeah, I Like You

I met the queen of generation fame
I said, "I'm sorry, I don't know your name"
And she stared at me, and she said
"Hey, man could you tell me your name?"
I said, "You wouldn't know it anyway, but I like you"

You're so conceited, but you're insecure
You're always busy, but you look so bored
So tell me, what do you do?
Well, the world won't easily forget you
And she smiled and said, "Yes, I think that's true"

Turn my life into a hurricane
Kill the paranoia in my brain
'Cause I want what you got and you got what I want
And I like you
I don't need another lonely weekend
Just give me thrills, so the truth don't creep in
And it's wrong, yeah, it's wrong
But I like you

You're as corrupt as any TV preacher
I don't believe it, but I'm falling deeper
Baby, sad but true
'Cause, it's hard to define when you crossed that line
So, what's on your mind?
Yeah, I like you

You know you're shallow, it's your greatest feature
I love your stupid friends, they look like creatures
Baby, what's wrong with you?
'Cause you talk like a dream, but you're not what you seem
And I don't care

Turn my life into a hurricane
You kill the paranoia in my brain
'Cause I want what you got and you got what I want
And I like you
And I don't need another lonely weekend
Just give me the thrills, so the truth don't creep in
It's wrong, yeah, all wrong
But I like you

Yeah, I like you
Mm, mm-hm

And we all want
What we can't have
Yeah, we all want more to be so adored
We all want more 'cause we're just all whores

Turn my life into a hurricane
You kill the paranoia in my brain
'Cause I want what you got and you got what I want
And I like you (like you, like you, like you)
I don't need another lonely weekend
Just give me the thrills, so the truth don't creep in
It's wrong, yeah, I'm wrong
But I like you

Do-do-do, do-do-do-do (ooh)
Do-do-do, do-do-do-do (ooh)
Do-do-do, do-do-do-do (ooh)
Do-do-do, do-do-do-do (ooh)



Credits
Writer(s): Gregg Steven Wattenberg, John T. Rzeznik
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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