It chilled her when our eyes met
Standing there and so wet
"O, please do not go yet!", I cried
But how they leave in numbers
I screamed, "Damn useless summer!"
So loud my back and lungs hurt
They live in lucky numbers
I push my head through phone books
O, I do my homework!
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, hmmm
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
