Paroles de Red Tuxedo

I’ll be coming round to pick you up Seven o'clock sharp Red tuxedo on With a dab of dad’s cologne I own a modest car I’ll have you home by one I’ll be coming round to pick you up Seven o'clock sharp I’ll walk you to my car and my hand’ll brush your arm I’ll crack a nervous smile I’ll take your hand in mine We’ll jump in the back seat Fool around with fire And when the temperature gets way too hot to handle We’ll find one of ours I’ll be coming round to pick you up Seven o'clock sharp Red tuxedo on With a dab of dad’s cologne I own a modest car I’ll have you home by one