Kansas
Truth of the matter and the matter of the fact
Is I didn't come here for the coffee
I wasn't even in the neighborhood
I just came because you're my cup of tea
Now I've been watching and not quite stalking
But I've been asking around
And so it seems you are the sweetest pea
In this dirty old Golden Gate town
So I might have to push you
If I want you to fall for me
So, tell me"¦
CHORUS:
Do you like me?
Do you think I'm creepy?
Do I scare the sh** out of you?
Or do you want me?
Are you dreaming of me
And what my country mouth can do?
Now, word on the street is that you're from Kansas
And that you couldn't be mean if you tried
But you knock me down with your pretty eyes of brown
And you're just killing me with that smile
So, I'm gonna have to push you
If I want you to fall for me
Tell me, baby"¦
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I been praying for the day when you
Press me up against your door
I swear I'll fit your finger like a golden ring
As our clothes pile up on your floor
Then, I'll whisper, "Baby, I don't think we're in Kansas any more"
Now, you've got a long line of empty cups and starry eyes like mine
To warm up in this place
So, I'll just slip my heart into your tip jar
And I reckon I'll be on my way
But I wrote my number on the back
Just in case you wanna call me someday
Tell me, baby"¦
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Because the truth of the matter and the matter of the fact
Is I didn't come here for the coffee