I Keep My Exes Locked In A Penthouse
Oh, What Can I Do? (Oh, What Can I Do, Babe?)
I Keep My Fingers Crossed When I See YaWhatever You Do

I Wanna Travel The World And Bring You Along
I Wanna See The Other Side Of The Moon
I Never Believed In A Thing Called Love
Until I Saw Your Face Walk In The Room

′Cause When It Comes To Love, I've Been Cynical
Even Psychoanalytical
Thinking Love Ain′t Nothing But A Chemical Or Two
But Then I Met You

I Keep My Exes Locked In A Penthouse
Oh, What Can I Do? (Oh, What Can I Do, Babe?)
I Keep My Fingers Crossed When I See You
Whatever You Do

She's A Crazy One, But A Lot Of Fun
She's Keeping Pictures Of Herself Around Like She′s The One
She′s Quoting Nietzsche And Drinks Tequila
Having The Time Of Her Life

But When It Comes To Love, I've Been Cynical
Even Psychoanalytical
Thinking Love Ain′t Nothing But A Chemical Or Two
But Then I Met You

I Keep My Exes Locked In A Penthouse
Oh, What Can I Do? (Oh, What Can I Do, Babe?)
I Keep My Fingers Crossed When I See Ya
Whatever You Do

Ta, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, Ta-da-da-da
(Oh, What Can I Do, Babe?)
Ta, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, Ta-da-da-da
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

18 Summers, 18 Lovers
But No One Like You
Now, I See You Standing There
I Got Nothing Left To Lose (oh, Oh, Oh)

I Keep My Exes Locked In A Penthouse
Oh, What Can I Do? (Oh, What Can I Do, Babe?)
I Keep My Fingers Crossed When I See Ya
Whatever You Do

Ta, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, Ta-da-da-da
(Oh, What Can I Do, Babe?)
Ta, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, Ta-da-da-da
Ta, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da, Ta-da-da-da
(Oh, What Can I Do, Babe?)