Yes Sir

And she is begging on her knees
And she is pulling at his clothes
And she is begging for him to stay
because her body needs what it knows

And I don't think we stand a chance against these odds
And I don't think we stand a chance against these odds

Well I threw away my stories
because I hated growing up
But I still have all these memories
that I will carve out with my mouth
And I ran away in high school
because I got so scared of love
But I still have all these memories
that I will carve out with my mouth

And you were honest to think you're lovely
And I will shut up because I'm sorry
and she was honest to think she's lovely
And I will shut up because I'm sorry
But you were honest to think you're lovely
And I will shut up because I'm sorry
And he was honest to think you're lovely
But I will shut up because I'm sorry

But I don't think we stand a chance against these odds
And I don't think we stand a chance against these odds
And I don't think we stand a chance against these odds
And I don't think we stand a chance against these.