(Essa é pra você amigão
Porque se não fosse por você
A gente já tava junto)
I hate composing about straight boys
But this one got to be my fave
'Cause when he talks he shuts the noise down
His touch is everything I crave
(Eu podia soletrar, né?
Vamo lá, B, L, A)
I don't know why I have to be so unlucky
He could have anything he wanted from me
Wrap my head, so f*cking hot he got me going
So insane, but he will never want to f*ck me
(Woohoo!)
I know it's just another dumb crush
But all these feelings overflow
I know he'll kinda gross out to this
But I just gotta let him know
(Let him know)
If he wasn't straight I'd
Kiss him straight on the lips
And if he just gave me a chance
I would make him feel an eclipse, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
(Woohoo, bom bom, bom bom!)