You walked in, Everyone was asking for your name.
You jut smiled and told them, 'Trouble'(Trouble) My head spins, as I'm pressed against the wall,
Just watching your every move, You're way to cool,
And you're coming this way, coming this way, coming this way.
How did we end up talking, in the first place?
You said you like my Cobain shirt,
Now we're walking, back to your place.
You're telling me how you loved that song,
About living on a prayer.
I'm pretty sure that we're halfway there.
And when I wake up next to you I wonder how,
'How did we end up here?'
Next day out everybody thought you were so insane, cause you were so far out of my league. My friends said I should lock you down, before you figure me out and you run away, but you don't and you won't as you kiss me, and you tell me that you're here to stay.
Call me lucky 'cause in the end, 'm a six, she's a ten. She's so fit, I'm insecure, but she keeps coming back for more.
(How did we end up talking in the first place?
You said you liked my Cobain shirt,
now we're walking, back to your place.
You're telling me how you loved that song,
about living on a prayer.
I'm pretty sure that we're halfway there,
and when I wake up next to you I wonder how,
'How did we end up here?')
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Yeah, I just love that song so....yeh
-M
