Dress It Up Lyrics

I was so sure
She'd grow weary of me
I was so sure

I have an unordinary amount of energy inside of me
But then again she tends to fiddle with most everything
that she can get her hands on

Well, she should get her hands on me
She should get her hands on me

So, should we
Keep this as it is
Or make it more impressive

Dress it up in something so festive it can hardly breath
At the party we'll part ways, she will mingle with the company
And then we'll reconvene

She will put her hands on me
She will put her hands on me