Root Beer

A child walks through his hometown playground
Wondering where he’ll be this time next year
Wondering if he’ll ever find a friend to play with
Wondering if he’ll ever finish his root beer
I know this don’t mean much
But girl, I’d like to touch
Take you for a ride in your limousine
Wanna see how you make your days
You’re telling me that you don’t know magic
But baby I’m always under your spell
Life without you would be oh so tragic
I wanna get to know you well
You’re telling me that you don’t know magic
But baby I’m always under your spell
Life without you would be oh so tragic
Love is the kind of thing you just can’t sell
I wanna let you know that I’m your fool
And getting to know you would be oh so swell
She said «why don’t you come by my place after school?»
I’ll answer your door, if you ring my bell
She said ring my bell
Ring my bell
Ring my bell
Ring my bell
Ring my bell
Ring my bell
Ring my bell
Ring my bell