He won't pick up the phone,
Co.'s he knows its me,
Pretends he's not there
But I know he's home
And yes I will keep on trying,
I see in him, what he sees in me
I think that its fate like we're so meant to be
Then she says...
I've got what you want, so make me an offer
Together we would make it right, then we will prosper
I've got what you want...
But I am all out of luck (Don't you worry)
So unlucky In love (trust you wait and see)
But I just can't get enough (sorry)...
I, know my type; they