Red Tuxedo

I’ll be coming round to pick you up

Seven o'clock sharp

Red tuxedo on

With a dab of dad’s cologne

I own a modest car

I’ll have you home by one

I’ll be coming round to pick you up

Seven o'clock sharp

I’ll walk you to my car and my hand’ll brush your arm

I’ll crack a nervous smile

I’ll take your hand in mine

We’ll jump in the back seat

Fool around with fire

And when the temperature gets way too hot to handle

We’ll find one of ours

I’ll be coming round to pick you up

Seven o'clock sharp

Red tuxedo on

With a dab of dad’s cologne

I own a modest car

I’ll have you home by one