I wait around.
I wait around until you leave.

I don't care, you're lucky that I'm so naive.

Cotton candy alright.
Her lips move slow.
Lean to the right.

Say [bad word] 
But close the door before you leave.

Write me a letter, sing me a song.
50 million [somethin'] can't be wrong.
Can't be wrong.

Cotton candy alright.
Her lips move slow.
Lean to the right.

I everytime I see you,
You're my lady,
I'm [wtf?]

Remember in december,
did you ever think I miss you?

{Sweet [bad word] guitar solo...}

Cotton candy alright.
Her lips move slow.
Lean to the right.