I met a guy on
Match-dot-com a we-eek ago
We sent emails four
Times a day and we talked
All day on the pho-one
And then we met offline
We got some coffee
And then had some dinner

(À la deuxième base)
Got to second base
(À la deuxième base)
Got to second base
(À la deuxième base)
Got to second base
A grin’s on my face
‘Cause I’m on second base

I laid on the back-
Seat of his Mercedes
Benz while he kissed me
Now I hope he’ll call
That he’ll pick up his phone
And dial my number

(À la deuxième base)
Got to second base
(À la deuxième base)
Got to second base
(À la deuxième base)
Got to second base
A grin’s on my face
‘Cause I’m on second base

When you hear ringing you jump to your feet
You have your hopes up, you think it just might be him
And you take the call, and then you realize — Damn! It is not him.

I’m in my bedroom in a psychotic fit
He had told me that he would call me soon
I’m thinkin’ of him, although it was

Our first date
Our first date
Our first date

Now I wonder if
We went further than
We planned to go
But I’ll rule him out
Because I’ve found
Myself a new match
And he’s more int’rested
Than the last guy was

(À la deuxième base)
Got to second base
(À la deuxième base)
Got to second base
(À la deuxième base)
Got to second base
A grin’s on my face
‘Cause I’m on second base
It’s a special place
I got to second base

Will I get to thir-rd?