Stupefied - WAX\nIf I came up to you\nAnd asked you to dance with me\nWould you be my partner?\nI'd like to talk to you\nBut whenever I try to\nAll that comes out is bla bla\nThe minute you walked into the room\nThe butterflies in my stomach\nbroke out of their cocoons\nNormally I got a quick\ntype of witty style\nBut your pretty smile got me\nfeeling like a little child\nUnable to formulate phrases\nUnable to remember even what my own name is\nOh yeah, sorry it's Wax\nAround you I find it hard to relax\nYou bombard me with maximum\nlevels of attraction\nI'm asking myself to maintain composure\nOverreacting to the picturesque view\nI'm seeing.\nIt'd be impossible for me\nto look at you as just another human being\nWhen it seems you were sewn, from royal oats\nAny male co-workers you\nhave are some spoiled folks\nSeein you every day\nAre they hiring here's my resume but anyway..\nIf I came up to you\nAnd asked you to dance with me\nWould you be my partner?\nPartner, pa, pa, partner\nI'd like to talk to you\nBut whenever I try to\nAll that comes out is bla bla\nBlah blah, bluh, bluh, blah blah\nI've seen pretty women before\nbut this is overkill\nJust one look impairs\nmy basic motor skills\nWalking like I got two left feet\nLooking like I'm drunk\nbut I'm only two becks deep\nSimple questions are unanswerable\nAnd the hard truth\nbecomes much less durable\nHow can I tell you\nthat I'm working at a grocery store\nYou've probably dated stock brokers before\nYou looking just like Penelope Cruz\nI ought to interrupt your conversation\nlike developing news\nI mean what do I have to hypothetically lose\nWorst case scenario is you\nyell at me and tell me to move\nAnd I can handle rejection\nI just can't handle one step\nin your direction\nBut for now I won't disturb you\nMaybe after a few shots\nI'll get the nerves to\nIf I came up to you\nAnd asked you to dance with me\nWould you be my partner?\nI'd like to talk to you\nBut whenever I try to\nAll that comes out is bla bla\nI can see the future when she's all mine\nI can see a wedding and kids,\nthe whole nine\nI can picture us on a honeymoon laughing\nWalking on the beach I can hear\nthe waves crashing\nI can see the next fifty years in a flash\nI can see our grandkids playing in the grass\nI think I made a crystal\nball out of a pint glass\nBout to let the opportunity of a life pass\nIf I came up to you\nAnd asked you to dance with me\nWould you be my partner?\nI'd like to talk to you\nBut whenever I try to\nAll that comes out is bla bla\nIf I came up to you\nAnd asked you to dance with me\nWould you be my partner?\nI'd like to talk to you\nBut whenever I try to\nAll that comes out is bla bla