Overexcited

I'm halfway home, at the pub on the corner of the street

I see kids from school, but I stare down at my feet, spots on TV

They scream for victory

A few blocks down, there's Dawn, she's got spinach on her teeth

In between the front ones, just a little bitty leaf, and I try to speak

But Dawn makes me nervous

And I get overexcited

Can't do a damn thing about it

My God, we're shoulder to shoulder, nice guy looking for a future lover

The pet shop's closed, too bad, 'cause animals like me back

We had a dog once, we all just called her Kat, was mum's idea

She's got a great sense of humor

Later tonight, some soup, then I'll probably send a text

Hey, Dawn, It's Jim, would you like to have some sex?

And if that's too weird

Maybe just a hot chocolate

I get overexcited

Can't do a damn thing about it

My God, we're shoulder to shoulder, nice guy looking for a future lover

Future love, future love, future lover, future lover

Hey, hey, hey

Future love, future love, future lover

I get overexcited

Can't do a damn thing about it

My God, we're shoulder to shoulder, nice guy looking for a future lover

'Cause I'm bored, bored, bored

Everyone knows it's hard living with mother (And your father)

If you can even call this living

Here's the ride cymbal

Nothing makes a man feel more alive

Than when they're tanging the hump of the ride

Tang the hump

Everyone knows it's humpin' living on ride cymbals