Chorus. What am I gonna do when I get a little excited. A little in pain tell me. What am I gonna say when I find the centre of my heart. Is a suburb to the brain. You wear them so well. Those innocent eyes. You’re putting on a wonderful disguise. I want you so bad. I’m pushing my luck. It feels like being hit by a truck. This is no place special. Don’t know why I came. If someone has a minute won’t you explain. Chorus. Being with you. Dealing with fire. Oh won’t you come around. Come out (today) and play. I want you so bad. Answer my calls. Let’s spend the night within these walls. This is no place special. Nothing for the sane. If someone’s got a minute. Do please explain.