On Monday, I met you
I liked you, I liked you
It's Monday - bad day
But good day for us
Good for us
You wouldn't let me kiss you
Wouldn't let me kiss you
Wouldn't let me kiss you
And that, this is why
You were my kind of guy

Then Tuesday, I called you-
Ignored me, straight voice mail
You texted back saying, "Play hard to get
Ready, set-"
You wouldn't let me see you
Wouldn't let me see you
Wouldn't let me see you
Got so depressed
By your test
Still I thought-you're the best

Cause I've been so juvenile
That to take my time is just not my style
Ah ah ah, ah ah, ah ah ah