I first saw you You had on blue jeans Your eyes couldn't hide anything I saw you breathing And I saw you staring out in space I next saw you, you was at a party Thought you was a queen, oh, so flirty I came against Didn't say excuse You knew what I was doing We looked very fine, 'cause we were leaving Like Saint Joan, doing a cool, cool jerk Oh, I want you, oh, I want you... Like a kangaroo...