Look out man here she comes

For the love of God
I think I don't know what to say
Cause she walked in and the badness went away
She walked in with the light around her hair
I should mind my business but I think I'm gonna stare

So come on
Talk to me
You need a reason
Well I could give you one hundred and three
Awww come on
Go with me
'Tis the season
And I think you should have dirty hair breakfast with 
me

I came in that way
Can't help but feel that you're not really on your 
phone
You'd like me better if I could get you home
We'd get it on, bang a gong, get it on...
[laugh] oops

So come on
Talk to me
You need a reason
Well I could give you one hundred and three
So come on
Go with me
'Tis the season
I want you to have Dirty Hair Breakfast with me

So pleaase
Go with me
I'm on my knees
And I said please
I said please