Sitting on your stoop all afternoon In the pouring rain, but we don't move Clothes are stickin' to my skin I'll be sick all the weekend
It's too hard to be inside a room I'd rather be sitting next to you Drinking beer out of the bag Watching cars and yellow cabs, oh, I
I don't know what else I would do, oh Whoa, ooh Than be sittin' right next to you, oh, ooh
Let's go on the roof and talk some shit We can see the city if we squint I hate when you smoke cigarettes You hate when I mention it
Everyone on the roof is in Bathing suits but there's nowhere to swim Tryin' to get a little tan 'Cause they never leave this town, oh, I
I don't know what else I would do, oh Whoa, ooh Than be sittin' right next to you, oh, ooh I don't know what else I would do, oh Whoa, ooh Than be sittin' right next to you, oh, ooh
You're always gonna be Everything to me Everything to me, everything to me Everything to me
You're always gonna be Everything to me (Ooh) Everything to me, everything to me (You're everything to me)
I don't know what else I would do, oh Whoa, ooh Than be sittin' right next to you, oh, ooh (You're everything to me)
I don't know what else I would do, oh Whoa Than be sittin' right next to you, oh, ooh