Lyrics:

Well, our hearts beat like thunder I don't know why they don't explode You got your hands in my back pockets And Sam Cooke's singin' on the radio You say that I'm the boy who can make it all come true Well, I'm tellin' ya that I don't know if I know what to do CHORUS You say that's all right, hold tight Well, I don't even know if I'm doin' this right Well all right, hold tight We can stay out all day or we can run around all night Well all night, all night Well, it's time to go home And I ain't even done with the night Well, I don't know no good come-ons And I don't know no cool lines I feel the heat of your frustration I know it's burnin' you up deep down inside You say that I'm the boy who can make it all come true Well, I'm tellin' ya that I don't know if I know what to do CHORUS