How Do You Do

OhOhOhOh
YaYaYaYa
If it's weird for girls to give guys flowers,
Then maybe that's a reason too,
You're not climbing up my ivory tower,
So I'm comin' down for you,

Is it wrong to write our names in love hearts,
In the dust that's on the car you drive
Droppin' hints can only get you so far,
When you don't know that I'm alive

Is it wrong to be the instigator (is it worng, is it wrong?)
Is it bad to be the move maker
Guess I gotta be the first to say a
to say a, to say a

[Chorus]
How do you do?
If you won't say it, I will,
How do you do?
I'm really pleased to meet you,
How do you do?
Gotta say it how I feel it,
Say it or I will,

When you're hanging at the point of stalement,
It's not the time to bite your tongue
So at the risk of looking really stupid,
I'm gunna take the plunge

Is it wrong to be the instigator (No)
Is it bad to be the move maker
Guess I gotta be the first to say a
to say a, to say a

[CHORUS]

Say it or I will

It's not a good life just sittin round drinkin tea
Touching all each other
Exchanging pleasantries
I've been too retired to sink except
Sick of crosswords
Now I want to connect

[CHORUS]

Gotta say it how I feel it,
Say it or i will

[CHORUS]

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