Picked up the phone, my mind was blank
I needed time to think, about what I would say
What did I say? Did it sound okay?
That what I said to her was real and not just fantasy

She is the girl, of my own dreams
I saw reflections of that woman staring back at me
'Cos in my dreams, she's always there
The pretty face that twists my gut and brings me to despair

YEAH!

Night was late, did not procrastinate
'Cause I just had to see, if she'd go out with me
In her home, was a ringing phone
Would it be a deal, or just some other "no".
Five, four five, the number of the girl
I tried to talk, but all I did was hurl

My thoughts they blazed, and my eyes were glazed
As I tried to speak, Damn! I sounded weak...
In the night, I aimed for some delight
The conversation had begun, my shaking knees were done
Five, four five, the number of the girl
Tried to say, but it ended up sounding gay

This can't go on, I must tell he now
Can this all be real, or just another dream
But I feel drawn, towards her sexy appeal
She seems to mesmerize...can't avoid her eyes
Five, four five, the number of the girl
Five, four five, all I did was hurl

I called her back, I talked some more
And I asked her out, and then I burned
For she said no, it just goes to show
That I have no power to make her like me at all