I first saw youYou had on blue jeansYour eyes couldnt hide anythingI saw you breathing, ohI saw you staring out in spaceI next saw youYou was at the partyThought you was a queenOh so flirtyI came againstDidnt say excuseKnew what I was doingWe looked very finecause we were leavingLike saint joanDoing a cool jerkOh, I want youLike a kanga roo