Hey, ooh, here's twenty for ya
Hey, ooh, we can hide around the corner (Wow)
One after one, now you're sitting on my bed
Then, later on, we can talk on it instead
Two into one while you're sitting on my bed
Then, later on, I can feel shame in my head
We'll meet again when my head works like it used to
And maybe next time I'll tell my girl, "Come through"
I like the fact that we don't communicate
As long as you don't tell all your best mates
One after one, now you're sitting on my bed
Then, later on, we can talk on it instead
