Oh I'm eyeing you, looking so strange you are
Oh you, wearing that little sweater
And I'm eyeing you, rocking those frames you are
Oh you, looking like a homeschooler
And you're telling me “I can't see, what you see in me”
Telling me “I can't see, what you see in me”
Well baby
You, you can make it good
You can make it make it look good
