Do you have to be so hard to get Especially with those emerald eyes You might have been a neon lover But you didn't have to advertise Well come on, well come on You might have been a crackshot shooter Hung up on your figurine Under the cold and darkly sky You're the only light I've seen CHORUS Well come on, well come on And it happens everytime I'm still hanging on the line Don't want to go up and down You don't have to be so touch I'll tell you when I've had enough You don't have to reek with charm You won't have to twist my arm Well come on, well come on CHORUS