15 Feb 2011
You had me feeling sheepish
Thinking that your skirt was too short
You were watching me averting my eyes
You’ve got me contemplating
Scratchy tweed and velvet lies
You said, "Let's keep it light"
Just some heavy petting and then, "Baby good night"
I would have settled for a kiss, simple and shy
But you had something else in mind
You were hotter than a pop tart baby
You were hotter than a pop tart baby
You and your Christian morals
Got me thinking I could get religion, maybe drink that sweet wine
But the way you treat me
Makes me feel like I'm standing in line
When I was making breakfast
The butter popped and burned me through my open shirt
You fastened me up,
And I thought that made me your lover
You were hotter than a pop tart baby
You were hotter than a pop tart baby
If you’re feeling alright, you’re probably just losing your mind
If you’re feeling uptight, you’ve got a grip on life
Thinking that your skirt was too short
You were watching me averting my eyes
You’ve got me contemplating
Scratchy tweed and velvet lies
You said, "Let's keep it light"
Just some heavy petting and then, "Baby good night"
I would have settled for a kiss, simple and shy
But you had something else in mind
You were hotter than a pop tart baby
You were hotter than a pop tart baby
You and your Christian morals
Got me thinking I could get religion, maybe drink that sweet wine
But the way you treat me
Makes me feel like I'm standing in line
When I was making breakfast
The butter popped and burned me through my open shirt
You fastened me up,
And I thought that made me your lover
You were hotter than a pop tart baby
You were hotter than a pop tart baby
If you’re feeling alright, you’re probably just losing your mind
If you’re feeling uptight, you’ve got a grip on life