Someone's basement party
Black lit and cross-dressed
She's a circus girl in a shower of oranges
She's a fabulous mess
And I wasn't quite at my best when I said
You look like you never leave California

I felt my fingers inching towards you oh so slow
We've got room to grow, we've got room to grow
Now I want to find out all the things your chaos brings
There's something in you, I believe in
Cause there’s something in you, I believe in

I can't see the floor, from the clothes from the night before
And we lay in a bed that's never made
When she lets herself go, she's like no one you'll ever know
It was true then what I said to you a long time ago
We've got room to grow, we got room to grow
And I'll take you in no matter what your chaos brings
There's something in you, I believe in

There's something in you, I believe in
There's something in you, I believe in

Something in you, I believe in
Something in you, I believe in
Something in you, I believe in
Something in you, I believe in