At the 50 yard line I saw her feet She was under the bleachers waiting for me No I never get high but I’m smoking her weed She been giving this freshman love since last June The only senior girl with tattoos Said nobody can find out things that we do
She said, put your hands behind your head Let me blow your mind kid But don’t get too excited
You can call me Stacy You can call me love You can call me baby And all of the above
You can call me late night And I’ll be at your door You can call me anything Oh anything you want Just don’t call me yours
It’s 3:05 on a Friday, bell rings Her parents left last night for Palm Springs She’s got the whole house empty for me My brother he needed the car so I ran Down 71st as fast as I can I’m telling her everything I had planned
She said, I know we’ve been getting close We can’t get no closer You’ll get it when you’re older
You can call me Stacy You can call me love You can call me baby And all of the above
You can call me late night And I’ll be at your door You can call me anything Oh anything you want Just don’t call me yours
Just don’t call me yours
You can call me Stacy You can call me love You can call me baby And all of the above
You can call me late night And I’ll be at your door You can call me anything Oh anything you want Just don’t call me yours