Across the Room

Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh. I saw your smile; saw your smile from across the room Whoa oh oh, I know what I should do I gotta find, gotta find a way to get through I keep getting stopped by people By all these friends that I don’t really want to talk to Past the tables and the dance floor I just, I just know that I got to get over to you So Wait, Wait, can I get your number Yeah, Wait, Wait, at least let me give you my number Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh I fought through the crowd now can I talk to you for a while? Whoa oh oh, I wanna know your name But your girlfriends are lame and they’re cramping my style It seems they’re intent on, extremely hell-bent on shaking my tree and they're trying hard to make me leave So I’ll just pretend, and I’ll put up with them until I can get you alone and away from your friends (yeah I’m sure they’re a very nice bunch of girls…) But Wait, Wait, I’ve gotta get your number Wait, Wait, I need, need to give you my number Don’t say you don’t want it, just admit it Don’t say I won’t call, I’m not that type of guy at all, I’m not that guy at all I know how the game is, I don’t want to play it I know what I want, if I’m wrong then I’ll just leave you alone... but I don’t think I’m wrong Don’t say you don’t want it, just admit it, Don’t say you’re scared cause that’s not it at all, yeah, oooh Please baby don’t be afraid, I’m just pulling out my iPhone No baby don’t be afraid, it’s just my iPhone