I came back from a late night
With my friends, you were out of town
So I took off my shoes and I took off my coat
And I took a look around

Looked at all the book shelves
Just like I like to do
And I saw a little note
Some other girl wrote to you

It said: "Baby, baby would you read a poem, I picked for you?
I know you're sensitive, but would you think about my boobs?"

Now what am I to do
When I feel so much love for you?
I wish that I could be stronger
But I get scared that my love will not do

Now I do not want to be that girl
That cries at every turn
But I can't ignore the hurt
What makes me burn

So please do be patient with me
I know I can have a bit of jealousy
But I promise you, I'll make it up to you in return

So baby, baby would you read a poem, I picked for you?
Would you think of me and not some other girls boobs?

Now what am I to do
When I feel so much love for you?
I wish that I could be stronger 
But I get scared that my love will not do
Yeah, I get scared that my love will not do