I don’t wanna hug ya
I don’t wanna love ya
I just wanna take you home
And get your back on my floor
No I don’t wanna talk more
What do I come to a bar for?
Cause I’m gonna take you home
And get your pretty little #ss out my door in the morning
Cause I cannot love you yet
I’m too immature
Yeah, yeah
I am not a real man yet
Cause my bank account tells me I’m poor
No, no
I can’t afford feelings
Cause I’m not rich
I’ll go buy some feelings
When I make it
By then I’ll be nice and
Full of sh#t
I’ll call you back when I make it big
[big, big, big, big, big, big, big
I wanna drive a fast car
I wanna be a movie star
So until then I can’t like you just for who you are
Cause why would you like me?
I can’t livе outrageously
So until then it’s gonna be you in and out of my door, you see
Causе I cannot love you yet
I’m too immature
Yeah, yeah
I am not a real man yet
Cause my bank account tells me I’m poor
No, no
I can’t afford feelings
Cause I’m not rich
I’ll go buy some feelings
When I make it
By then I’ll be nice and
Full of sh#t
I’ll call you back when I make it big
So get in the car now
We’re leaving the bar now
Cause I’m gonna take you home and do all of that stuff I said before
No don’t look at the moon now
Don’t say something cool now
Or anything charming at all that’ll make me think of you soon
Got me thinking about how you’re doing
Where you are, since you left my car
The way we go
That girl and the moon, will I see her soon?
My thoughts stray to you, it’s true
Did you find somebody new?
I can’t think of anyone but you
But it doesn’t matter cause
I cannot love you yet
I cannot love you yet [I’ll call you back when I make it big
I cannot love you yet [I’ll call you back when I make it big
I cannot love you yet [I’ll call you back when I make it big
I cannot love you yet [I’ll call you back when I make it big]
I’m gonna drive a fast car, Ferrari
Get an airplane with Atari
I’m gonna fly that sh#t like
For once I’m gonna walk just like I talk
I’m gonna give a million bucks to charity
Cause that’s just me and then you’ll see
A million more just in the street
From homeless peeps, it’s what they need
From hearing me and speaking to me
And what everyone loves
It never seems to make the magazine
And I’m not that mean
And I may be green but I’m just being me
I’m just being me
I’m just being me
I’m just being me
I’ll call you back when I make it big
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