Are you sick of me? Would you like to be? I'm tryin' to tell you somethin' Somethin' that I already said You like a pretty boy with a pretty voice Who is tryin' to sell you somethin' Somethin' that you already have But if you're too drunk to drive, and the music is right She might let you stay, but just for the night And if she grabs for your hand, and drags you along She might want a kiss before the end of the song Because love can burn like a cigarette And leave you with nothin' And leave you with nothin' While the others talked We were listenin' to lover's rock In her bedroom, in her bedroom And if you start to kiss And the record skips Flip it over and sit a little closer But if you're too drunk to drive, and the music is right She might let you stay, but just for the night And if she grabs for your hand, and drags you along She might want a kiss before the end of the song Because love can burn like a cigarette And leave you with nothin' And leave you with nothin' (Now, how many men have you kissed?) (Very few) (But you offered me a kiss, why?) (Such a foolish reason, I'm afraid) (I just wanted to kiss you) Du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du Du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du Du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du Du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du Because love can burn like a cigarette (du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du) (Du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du) And leave you with nothin' (du-du, du-du-du-du, du-du) And leave you with nothin' (du)