Oh Well

Her hair, black as a feather

Her black jacket of leather

So thick eyeliner

No chick could be finer

I’m nervous that the stuff is on my mind

These thoughts are thoughts so dangerous to think

I can’t ignore or leave ’em behind

’Cause when I stop thinkin’ about her then my heart starts to sink

When she’s around it feels like sha-la-la

My brain says na-na-na

But my heart says rah-rah-rah, hey

A bop-sha-bop becomes how I express

The notions I suppress

Emotions I dare not say

Even if I could

I do not think I would

Have the strength to tell

‘Cause if I tell her what I feel

I don’t think that she could deal

So I’ll just remain here in my hell

Besides the world isn’t ready

For two girls going steady

I’ll just keep it to myself, oh well

Oh well

Her hair she fixes daily

Her freaky ukulele

She sings to me and I think of birds

Soaring through the hallways

Casting shadows on the dirty floor

I was never one for flowery words

But I guess the way that I feel now

I’ve never felt before

When she’s around it feels like sha-la-la

My brain says na-na-na

But my heart says rah-rah-rah, hey

A bop-sha-bop becomes how I express

The notions I suppress

Emotions I cannot say

And even if I could

I do not think I would

Have the guts to tell

‘Cause if I tell her what’s inside

Oh I know she’s gonna hide

I’ll be left alone here in my hell

Besides the world isn’t ready

For two girls going steady

I’ll just keep it to myself, oh well

I feel her there

I saw, my stare

Now my pulse is going boom-boom-boom-skh

My mouth is dry

The tension's high

My heart’s convulsing going

Boom-boom-boom-skh

If she had a choice

I bet she’d use her voice

To say the things that

We must keep unsaid

Or is that all in my head

I put it out of my head

No, she doesn't know

She doesn't

Know

I wish I could tell her

Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Bop-sha-bop, bop-sha-bop, bop-sha-bop

Of the things I want to tell her

Like

When she’s around it feels like sha-la-la

My brain says na-na-na

But my heart says rah-rah-rah, hey

A bop-sha-bop becomes how I express

The notions I suppress

Emotions I should not say

I guess I could right now

But I would not know how

To begin to tell

I’ll ignore the nagging sting

And pretend it’s not a thing

I’ll keep quiet when I wanna yell

I don’t know if I’m ready

For two girls going steady

I’ll just keep it to myself

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well

Oh well

Sha-la-la