I’ll be coming round to pick you up
Seven o'clock sharp
Red tuxedo on
With a dab of dad’s cologne
I own a modest car
I’ll have you home by one

I’ll be coming round to pick you up
Seven o'clock sharp
I’ll walk you to my car and my hand’ll brush your arm
I’ll crack a nervous smile
I’ll take your hand in mine

We’ll jump in the back seat
Fool around with fire
And when the temperature gets way too hot to handle
We’ll find one of ours

I’ll be coming round to pick you up
Seven o'clock sharp
Red tuxedo on
With a dab of dad’s cologne
I own a modest car
I’ll have you home by one