Girl: I like boys that play guitar and I like boys that can sing and I totally like bands.
Jonny: Well, hey, I'm in a band.
Girl: Jonny, why don't you play a song for me?
Would you be mad at me
If I wrote a song about your friend?
Would you be mad at me?
Yes, I know she won't be here in the morning
(What?)
And now she's leaving
Because she's going home
Now she's flying home to Vegas (Oo Vegas)
It's cold and rainy the whole way (Rainy the whole way)
She won't be coming back for Christmas (Presents for Christmas)
She won't be coming back to stay
She ain't ever coming back
Why can't she ever just come back?
Would you be mad at me
If I wrote a song about your friend?
Would you be mad at me?
Yes, I know she said she hates you with good reason
(I don't get it)
And now she's leaving, oh whoa
Because she's going home
Now she's flying home to Vegas (Oo Vegas)
It's cold and rainy the whole way (Rainy the whole way)
She won't be coming back for Christmas (Presents for Christmas)
She won't be coming back to stay
She ain't ever coming back
Why can't she ever just come back?
(And I like boys with long hair and boys that, like, can sing, like songs
and boys that write songs and, you know, I think I just like boys. Boys are so cute
I like cute boys and oh, and I totally like music too. So, are you in a band?)
Now she's flying home to Vegas
It's cold and rainy the whole way
I hear she's coming back for Christmas
I hear she's coming back to stay
And now she's crying for no reason
She never knew it'd be this way
She swears she's coming back for Christmas (Presents for Christmas)
She swears she's coming back to stay
But she ain't ever coming back (So, are you gonna call me?)
Why can't she ever just come back? (Why don't you ever call me?)
I promise this time that we'll last (Wait, where are you going?)
I'm sorry that I am an ass
(Jonny, who is that girl? Hey, where are you going? Alright, call me!)