There is no way you'll catch me talkin' to you
I've got too much blind ambition and not enough superstition
If I can make it half way through this conversation
I'll win
And if our eyes should meet
Or I hear your voice
Or when I feel
Your excellent body
I tend to forget
That you are still a threat
There is no way you'll catch me lookin' at you
I'm just minding my own business and keepin' my distance
But if I see your face or within range of your fragrance
I'm a dead man
(. . .that brings me back every time)
Or if our eyes should meet
Or I hear your voice
Or when I feel your excellent body
I tend to forget
That you are still a threat
Whoa, but your excellent body
Your excellent body
Won't let me forget
You are still a threat
Today is the first day of winter
Today is the last day I fixate on your shape
But if our eyes should meet
Or I hear your voice
Or when I feel
Your excellent body
I tend to forget
That you are still a threat
Whoa, but your excellent body
Your excellent body
Won't let me forget
Whoa, but your excellent body
Your excellent body
Won't let me forget
You are still a threat
Whoa, but your excellent body
