I don I just watch her walk And my eyes roam But will I ever take her home And my mouth is dry When she walks by I know exactly what to say but I I want to dance with her to some bossa nova But I On the inside I Shooting love arrows from up above On the inside my name is Cupid But I blush and stutter like my name is Stupid When will I learn to project my words So then she and I could be love birds When will I learn how to be smooth So then I could make the first move So then she and I can groove to some bossa nova How can I prove, that inside I Ya, if I could break the ice That would be so nice I But I never take the chance I should seize the moment and walk right over But I