Dating the drummer
We play cool summer
I guess he is kind of cool
Soon all my mind would whisper
How I was craving
His good, his bad, his cruel
Knew he was interested, chased me down the hallway
Footsie under desks
Grip my wrist, tell me no way
Baby you're not going
You're not going nowhere
Baby doll and rock and roll, you're the girl in my head
Dating the drummer
We play cool summer
I guess he is kind of cool
Begging me to be his
Clinging to my necklace
Cutting out the outline of meaningless resistance
Pulling down the curtains
Letting all the light in
Call me a seductress I'll strike you with lightning
I'll strike you with lightning
Dating the drummer, we play cool summer, I guess he is kind of cool
Seeing all my mama whispers, how I was craving his good, his bad, his cruel
Tell him that he's pretty, does he really like me
If it's all a lie what a bummer
But he's ever so patient
So unafraid of waiting
Oh no, I'm in love with the drummer
I'm in love with the drummer