Tech Deck

In your fingers like a Tech Deck, next

Hope you don't leave me on your desk

But I know that's out of my control

Throw my hands up off the Cyclone

We'll make a day at Luna Park

I'm down to stay til after dark

Pass a J round to Graham Parker

You're prolly more the type for Arca

Ooh, I'm open, yeah

I'm so open

Just wanna get you spoken for

But baby I'm so open, hoping

Your dock will let me rope in, chosen

I wanna have you spoken for

Loud enough to hit the ocean floor

But baby I'm so open, hoping

Your dock will let me rope in, chosen

I wanna have you spoken for

Loud enough to hit the ocean floor

Wheelin' on my Heelys, flex

Way too risky when I sent that text, yeah

I claimed that that was out of my control

I almost fell right out the Cyclone

Busy boolin' right by Brighton Beach

You got me feeling ways that I can't speak

And I never thought I'd see the day

That we'd calmly chill on Sheepshead Bay

Ooh (oh oh oh oh), I'm open, yeah

I'm so open

Just wanna get you spoken for

But baby I'm so open, hoping

Your dock will let me rope in, chosen

I wanna have you spoken for

Loud enough to hit the ocean floor

But baby I'm so open, hoping

Your dock will let me rope in, chosen

I wanna have you spoken for

Loud enough to hit the ocean floor

Busy on the Ferris we go

You taking my hand, don't let go

Just don't look down below

I'll try, I'll try, ooh

But baby girl I'm burning up like 3005

3005, you keep a smile, you got me strapped in for the ride

But baby I'm so open, hoping (I'm so open for you)

Your dock will let me rope in, chosen (I'm so open for you)

I wanna have you spoken for (I'm so open for you, for you)

Loud enough to hit the ocean floor

But baby I'm so open, hoping (I'm so open for you)