the wutars

Don’t know if I told ya
All the boys
They want to be in your head
Be in your head Shirley
Don’t know if I told ya
All the boys
They want to be in your head
Be in your head
 
Don’t know if I told ya
All the girls
They want to be in your head
Be in your head Shirley
Don’t know if I told ya
’bout all my friends
Who want to lay in your bed
That’s what they say to me
 
I hope we never cease to meet
The lights shine few and far between upon our dirty Wycombe streets
You do so much as crack a smile
And you could make a strong man weak
… I bet you frequently do Shirley
 
You’re so beautiful
I don’t know if you’re aware of this at all
And they all want to be in your head
And they always want your number
 
Don’t know if I broached it to ya
All the boys
They want to be in your head
Be in your head Shirley
Don’t know if I told ya
But I’ll say it again – they want to be in your head
Be in your head
 
And as for university?
Well, y’know, considerable distance never stopped a memory
You knocked the wind out of my sails
And now I’m swimming in the sea
… Oh, you just do what you do Shirley