Beatnik Bar Star

I met you on the internet
I can't say how
I've seen you at the bars girl
Around this town
A romantic fairytale baby
This is not
The thing that's for certain is you've got me got

I don't know what you're thinking about
When you're going to bed
And I've been doing some snooping around
Like an FBI fed
I just want to see your pretty little face
At one of these shows
If we should ever hang around
My God only knows
Oh

I got this aching feeling baby in my bones
That you only know the side of me
That I have shown
'Cause I'm not as conversational as I'd like to be
I'm just chasing you around
Saying "Fuck this degree"

I don't know what you're thinking about
When you're going to bed
I've been doing some snooping around
Like an FBI fed
I just want to see your pretty little face
At one of these shows
If we should ever hang around
My God only knows
Oh

I've seen you walking in through that cool beans bar
With that beatnik looking getup
Like a movie star
I'd like to get you know you girl
That's no lie
Every time you walk from me
I could almost cry
Because

I don't know what you're thinking about
When you're going to bed
And I've been doing some snooping around
Like an FBI fed
I just want to see your pretty little face
At one of these shows
If we should ever hang around
My God only knows
Oh

Is there something wrong with me?
Is there something wrong with me?
Is there something that I can't see?
Is there something that I can't see?
Is there something wrong with me?
Is there something wrong with me?
Is there something wrong with me?
Is there something wrong with me?



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Huber
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