Are you sick of me? Would you like to be?
I'm tryin' to tell you somethin'
Somethin' that I already said
You like a pretty boy with a pretty voice
Who is tryin' to sell you somethin'
Somethin' that you already have

But if you're too drunk to drive, and the music is right
She might let you stay, but just for the night
And if she grabs for your hand, and drags you along
She might want a kiss before the end of the song
Because love can burn like a cigarette
And leave you with nothin'
And leave you with nothin'

While the others talked
We were listenin' to lover's rock
In her bedroom, in her bedroom
And if you start to kiss
And the record skips
Flip it over and sit a little closer

But if you're too drunk to drive, and the music is right
She might let you stay, but just for the night
And if she grabs for your hand, and drags you along
She might want a kiss before the end of the song
Because love can burn like a cigarette
And leave you with nothin'
And leave you with nothin'

(Now, how many men have you kissed?)
(Very few)
(But you offered me a kiss, why?)
(Such a foolish reason, I'm afraid)
(I just wanted to kiss you)

Du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du
Du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du
Du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du
Du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du

Because love can burn like a cigarette (du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du)
(Du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du)
And leave you with nothin' (du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du)
And leave you with nothin' (du)