What a Rush

I wish I hadn't taken off all my clothes
 Now I need them, where did they go
 Parents, lock up your daughters
 His rebellious henchman is giving the orders
 I can't believe those things we did
 Especially now I'm sober... ish
 Parents, lock up your daughters
 His rebellious henchman is giving the orders
 I'm trying to leave without waking you
 But I can't leave without my socks
 Parents, lock up your daughters
 His rebellious henchman is giving the orders
 You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
 But those are just records our parents owned
 I can't believe those things I said
 I blame it on a rush of love to the head
 You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
 But those are just records our parents owned
 I pulled you down onto my bed
 I blame it on a massive rush of love to the head
 Last night this was a great idea
 But now we're both stuck here
 Parents, lock up your daughters
 His rebellious henchman is giving the orders
 Under the covers, both naked
 I hate to see an opportunity wasted
 Parents, lock up your daughters
 His rebellious henchman is giving the orders
 "Should we be doing this?
 You've got a girlfriend"
 "I don't know so let's try again"
 Parents, lock up your daughters
 His rebellious henchman is giving the orders
 You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
 But those are just records our parents owned
 I can't believe those things I said
 I blame it on a rush of love to the head
 You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
 But those are just records our parents owned
 I pulled you down onto my bed
 I blame it on a massive rush of love to the head
 You were seen kissing
 There's a scene missing
 There's a scene missing
 We were seen kissing
 There's a scene missing
 We were seen kissing
 There's a scene missing
 We were seen kissing
 You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
 But those are just records our parents owned
 I can't believe those things I said
 I blame it on a rush of love to the head
 You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
 But those are just records that our parents owned
 I pulled you down onto my bed
 I blame it on a massive rush of love to the head
 You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
 But those are just records that our parents owned
 I can't believe those things I said
 I blame it on a rush of love to the head
 You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
 But those are just records that our parents owned
 I pulled you down onto my bed
 I blame it on a massive rush of love to the head
 You like the Beatles and I like the Stones
 But those are just records that our parents owned
 I can't believe those things I said
 I blame it on a rush of love to the head
 I should be guilt-ridden
 I'm just wondering where my clothes are hidden