William Beckett - Don't Mess With Texas lyrics

So yeah, the girl bites her lip So yeah, the boys eyes are busy And I know what's been missin' Nervous nights, no second guessing Those three numbers he's not pressing Conversations never ending... yeah Shouldn't he just make the move? Second hand just points to prove my point It doesn't happen all too often (all too often) Shouldn't she just take the chance Like she took holding his hand And I know, it doesn't happen all too often Come on kid you gotta figure this out Just act stronger, you got her number What are you worried about? It's girls like this that we live for, live for Come on kid you gotta figure this out Just act stronger, you got her number Just chill out, just shut up Let's just talk because we can't get enough So yeah, the girl bites her lip So yeah, the boys hands are busy And I know what's been missin' Playful nighttimes, well worth spending The other boy that she's been kissing This high school thing that's had its ending Shouldn't he just make the move? Second hand just points to prove my point It doesn't happen all too often (all too often) Shouldn't she just take the chance Like she took holding his hand And I know, it doesn't happen all too often And I know, it doesn't happen all too often (all too often) And I know, it doesn't happen all too often So yeah...