| My girlfriend told me she was into you |
| That night we were introduced outside of the pub |
| I stupidly encouraged her to make a move |
| Told her to pursue what possibly could be love |
| But there you are with your hair pulled back |
| And a big old smile, give me heart attack |
| Got me feeling things I never have before |
| And we talk all night, but I play it cool |
| I don’t cross the line, follow all the rules |
| And I wonder if you’re thinking about it too |
| So here we are in this photo booth |
| With your eyes on me while she’s all on you |
| Under neon lights in that crowded room |
| I was getting shy, don’t know what to do with my hands or my toes |
| But I don’t wanna break girl code |
| 'Cause who knows where this will go? |
| My girlfriend left us on the dance floor |
| Says she needs a little more juice and a drink |
| You’re standin' tall, standin' 6'4″ |
| You laughed at him, too short to kiss on the cheek |
| But here we are and it’s 2 AM |
| How do I make plans? Wanna see you again |
| If it’s just us friends, I’ll understand it too |
| 'Cause we talked all night and I played it cool |
| Haven’t crossed a line, followed all the rules |
| Got a feeling that you’re thinking about it too |
| So here I am in this bar bathroom |
| With my girlfriend, she’s picking up the clues |
| She says he’s yours if you want him too |
| I say, «I'm not sure but if you approve, I will go, say hello» |
| But I don’t wanna break girl code |
| 'Cause who knows where this will go? |
| Here I am, here I am, right here with you again |
| Didn’t plan, planned to take, take anybody’s man |
| Here I am, here I am, right here with you again |
| Here I am, here I am, right here with you again |
| Didn’t plan, planned to take, take anybody’s man |
| Here I am, here I am, right here with you again |
| 'Cause there we were, in this photo booth |
| With your eyes on me and atlantic blue |
| Under neon lights in that crowded room |
| I was way too shy, what did I even do with my hands? |
| Oh no, I just wanted to be your girl |
| And who knows where this will go? |
| It was the last day of September |
| I’ll always remember |
| You didn’t have to tell her, she already knew |
| It’s too loud on the east side |
| Won’t you take me outside? |
| Dimples in your smile, babe, you ain’t got a clue |