Hi Mr.Good-looking, how come you always look my way
but never give me a chance of day.
I thought you liked me Mr. G,
are you too embarrassed to say?
But you're not the only one scared,
I've got shivering hands, like the coldest winter
and I've got a beating heart, like a sprinter.
And these stuttering lips can't seem to hide the truth any longer.
I like you Mr.G, so hold me tight to keep me warm.
Touch my face to keep me calm,
tell me you like me too Mr.G,because
I can't stand the rejection.
Mr.G is it because you're shy,
why do you hold back so much.
Won't you speak the truth and unlatch your tongue.
Tell me you want me too Mr.Good-looking.
