You seem like Mr. Perfect

Why don't you drive over and pick me up?

I'll wear my best outfit and people might compliment

Our chocolate and vanilla skin

And how it looks so good together mixed in



'Cause without you my flavor is a little plain

And no one likes plain things

I wanna walk to your house 'cause you're just up the street

And seeing you in person is so much better

Than my thoughts and my dreams



And you've blown my mind in two hours time

And I'm so weak and unable to picture

You with someone other than me

But I guess I have to 'cause you haven't asked me out



On a date to get some chai, tea, lattes

You open the door for me always

You're such a gentlemen, like that

I don't know anyone who has a sweeter heart than you do

You're like twenty billion Reese cups in two



And this Christmas what I really, really, really

Really, really want is a call from you to say

Angel, I seem to think of you everyday

And ever since I've gone away I just have to say that you've



Blown my mind in two hours time

And I'm so weak and unable to picture

You with someone other than me

But I guess I'm gonna have to 'cause I haven't asked you out



So go ahead and ask me

Go ahead and ask me out

I live at 25052, Walnut St., room 217

I'll be waiting for my doorbell to ring



'Cause you've blown my mind in two hours time

And I'm so weak and unable to picture

You with someone other than me

So don't make me have to, just go ahead and ask me out, oh

Oh, just ask me out 'cause I'm just dying for a chai, tea, latte