El scorcho, aye carumba! Goddamn you half-japanese girls Do it to me every time Oh, the redhead said you shred the cello And I’m jello, baby But you want talk won’t look won’t think of me I’m the epitome Of public enemy Why you wanna go and do me like that? Come down on the street and dance with me I’m a lot like you so please Hello I’m here I’m waiting I think I’d be good for you And you you’d be good for me I asked you to go to the green day concert You said you never heard of them (how cool is that? ) How cool is that? So I went to your room and read your diary ’watching grunge leg drop new jack through a presstable’ And then my heart stopped: ’listening to cio-cio san fall in love all over again.’ Chorus How stupid is it I can’t talk about it I gotta sing about it And make a record of my heart How stupid is it Won’t you gimme a minute Just come up to me And say hello (to my heart) How stupid is it For all I know you want me too Or maybe you just don’t know what to do And maybe you’re scared to say I’m falling for you I wish I could get my head outta the sand ’cause I think we’d make a good team And you would keep my fingernails clean But that’s just a stupid dream that I won’t realize ’cause I can’t even look in your eyes without shakin’ And I ain’t fakin’ I’ll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon Chorus