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I've got more hang-ups than a bad telemarketer (whoa-oh) but will she meet me first before she disconnects? and I hope and pray that she initiates (whoa-oh) this conversation first because I'm scared to death. I couldn't be less appraochable if totally engulfed in flames (whoa-oh) when we finish, pack and load the Pettit van. I'd just like to hear a nice remark from her (whoa-oh) because this loneliness is wearing kinda thin. CHORUS: guess I gotta guess why all the girls avoid me like poison is it 'cause i'm seven feet wide, or I act like I'm seven years old? (x2) is there a point to wondering, and pondering, and over-thinking this? (whoa-oh) or should I finsh my set, load the van and leave? is it something like she thinks she's being a pest? (whoa-oh) do I look dumb? is something in my teeth? (gross) CHORUS my biggest problem is that all my favorite girls are too shy to talk to me Letras de cancionesand I'm so nervous I could hurl. so I try to talk to them, but I keep my mouth shut and end up looking like a snob 'cause I'm afraid of screwing up. From Letras Mania