CallMeMaybe

Call Me Maybe - Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox (后现代点唱机)

I threw a wish in the well

Don't ask me I'll never tell

I looked at you as it fell

And now you're in my way

I trade my soul for a wish

Pennies and dimes for a kiss

I wasn't looking for this

But now you're in my way

Your stare was holding

Ripped jeans

Skin was showing

Hot night

Wind was blowing

Where you think you're going baby

Hey I just met you

And this is crazy

But here's my number

So call me maybe

It's hard to look right at you baby

But here's my number

So call me maybe

You took your time with the call

I took no time with the fall

You gave me nothing at all

But still you're in my way

I beg and borrow and steal

At first sight and it's real

I didn't know I would feel it

But it's in my way

Your stare was holding

Ripped jeans

Skin was showing

Hot night

Wind was blowing

Where you think you're going baby

Hey I just met you

And this is crazy

But here's my number

So call me maybe

And all the other boys

Try to chase me

But here's my number

So call me maybe

Before you came into my life

I missed you so bad

I missed you so bad

I missed you so so bad

Before you came into my life

I missed you so bad

And you should know that

I missed you so so bad

Hey I just met you

And this is crazy

But here's my number

So call me maybe

It's hard to look right at you baby

But here's my number

So call me maybe

Hey I just met you