Empty Handed

A kiss on the lips is quite continental, but
What if you're poor like me?
You'd think that look would be so sentimental
But you're fooled by what you think you see

A brush of her hair is quite misleading
When you feel it more than her
Your most perfect smile would be so appealing
If she knew who you were

Yeah!
Sing her a song, and she'll clap like a groupie, but
She won't have heard a word
Pour out your heart and she'll put you on mute, so
You won't be a burden

Borrowin' my chapstick is the closest she'll get to my lips
Before she gets scared away
Droppin' my pencil is the closest I'll get to her hips
Before she turns to me to say...

"Excuse me, boy!
This is trespassing!
A no recording zone
So step backward, please
You've crossed the line
And just go home
Empty handed!"

Could you lie and say you wanted me?
And you'd never dare ignore
'Cause rejection is something I don't need
Especially one more

Borrowing my chapstick is the closest I'll get to her lips
Before she gets scared away
Getting caught staring is the closest I'll get to her eyes
Before she turns to me to say...

"Excuse me, boy!
This is trespassing!
A no recording zone
So step backward, please
You've crossed the line
And just go home
Empty handed!"

Oooh, yeah
Oooh, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah
Oooh, yeah
Doot doo doo, doot doo doo doo
Doot doo doo, doot doo doo doo
Doot doo doo, doot doo doo doo
Doo~

[???]
With all motivation
She comes down
And she goes down
Excuse me, miss
On your power trip
If I get into your way
I will leave you now with your mere affair
Where you'll stay...

Excuse me, miss
On your power trip!
If I get into your way!
I will leave you, now, to your mere affair
Where you'll stay
Empty handed!

Empty handed!
Empty handed!