I like his shoes, I like his hat
I'd like me better if I looked like that
Uh huh, uh huh
I like her shoes, I like her hat
I'd like you better if you looked like that
Uh huh, uh huh
But then my love starts burning
For what we are yearning to ignore
I like her clothes, I love her dress
I'd like her better if she loved me best
Uh huh, uh huh
I like his shoes, I love his pants
I'd want him better if he wanted to dance
Uh huh, uh huh
But then our love starts turning
For what we are learning to adore
I'm meeting people, nice people too
I'm meeting people, nice people like you
We're meeting people, nice people too
We're meeting people, nice people like you