He can't forget you

You're quite a find

In my mind

I see how he gets you

To close your eyes

Kiss the skies
He race down the stairs in the morning

A kiss in half promise half warning

Why would you bother to hang around

Even for some time now

There will be others to frown upon

If it turns you on
But he's got the worst taste in music

If I didn't know this I'd lose it

But he's got the worst taste in music

But he's got the worst taste in music

To close your eyes
Kiss the skies

To close your eyes

Kiss the skies

You're quite a find

In my mind

You race down the stairs in the morning

To close your eyes

Kiss the skies

He's got the worst taste in music

He's got the worst taste in music

If I didn't know this I'd lose it

To close your eyes

Kiss the skies

If I find in my mind

But he's got the worst taste in music

To close your eyes
Kiss the skies

If I find in my mind

To close your eyes

Kiss the skies

If I find in my mind

To close your eyes

Kiss the skies

If I find in my mind

To close your eyes

Kiss the skies

If I find in my mind

To close your eyes

Kiss the skies

If I find in my mind

To close your eyes

Kiss the skies

If I find in my mind

To close your eyes

Kiss the skies

If I find in my mind