Sanoja: Dean Friedman. Put You in My Pocket.

By dean friedman


Did you know I like,
You know, I like the way
I really like the way you look.
And even though it's hard,
You know, it's difficult to say.
Without being mistook.

I want to
Put you in my pocket.
Put you in my pocket.
Put you in my pocket and take you home.

When I see you with your friends,
You know, the way you are.
The way you act so nonchalant.
I want to know your name.
I want to give you
Anything you want.

I want to

Put you in my pocket.
Put you in my pocket.
Put you in my pocket and take you home.

I could go on about your attributes.
But let me tell something,
Honey, you're so cute.
If I don't find some way to catch your eye,
You're gonna leave here with some other guy.

Maybe later, maybe, gee, I don't know,
Maybe we could talk.
Maybe we could dance real slow.
Maybe we could take a little stroll outside,
Listen to the cars and watch the moon rise.

And maybe you could?­
Put me in your pocket.
Put me in your pocket.
Put me in your pocket and take me home.