You wanna kick it
I say yea
I don't know what I'm getting into
But neither do you
You're a different kind of girl
I'm a different kind of guy
I have some idea of what I offer
But what about you?
Is it possible I was right
In my drunken mind
That you have a lovely heart?
Others say "*****"
When I show them your picture
It is of your backside
I say I saw something in you
But I do whitewash
And I do love a broken girl
Who needs rescued
Can the wild be tamed?
They have to want to