I'm on the hook I'm at the wall Chewing the chellies at the back of your car
Like a serial chiller Having his best party ever this summer so far
I'd better pretend that I'm drunk I'd better turn back in advance
I've heard so many stories About anyone else's lives
Once in a while We're engaged into some soap opera Starring big names
I took the part of the good guy Comforting everyone at the first place
Now give me the gun I wanna learn some new words
I won't kill anyone I wanna look (be) dangerous
I'm stuck on my way I'm stuck on my way I'm stuck on my way with you
I walked on the road and waived on your car And sat right beside you Oh, it's been long that I ever met That I ever ran into you My name is short, so you won't be confused So nice to meet you... Well, may I have those chellies please?