Travoltas

I Want to Believe
Hey pretty girl remember me, I saw you at the mallI was working at the Pizza-O-Rama, you were with your momdo you wanna go out with me, cause we would dance all nightyou could have a real good time with Mr. Me on your sideShirley, I want to believewon't you believe in meremember Mr. Rogers' class, you were standing at the dooryou winked your eye, I was surprised, my books fell on the floorat the cafeteria once again, you passed with your friendsand for the first time ever I could smell your perfume in the airand the day I called for the notes you had, well, that was just a lieI just wanted to talk to you, and dream that you were mine Aus Songtexte Mania