Down The Lane

Well, I'm number five.
 And she's number nine.
 Walking down the lane
 Where I live.
 And I'm number one.
 I'm gonna have my fun.
 But the way she's got to give.
 And I hardly know sometimes if she sees me
 As I roll
 Give me just one more chance,
 I'll be beating at her door.
 Well, I've been alone.
 And I'll take you home,
 But my bedroom smells like cough
 I could take you out.
 It would be my shout.
 But you'll find that I'm no fun.
 And I hardly know sometimes,
 But I wonder "Is it love?"
 Give me just one last chance.
 I need her.
 I need her.
 Love, love, love, love.
 Try to be her 'steady',
 But I don't think she's ready enough.
 And I hurt myself for reasons
 I can't explain.
 And I've watched her changing seasons,
 Down the lane.
 Down the lane.
 Down the lane.
 Down the lane.
 Down the lane.
 I know that you don't want me, baby.
 I don't care.
 Ooooh.
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
 I was number one.
 I was number one.
 I was number one.
 I was number one.
 I was number one.