Robert Vendetta - Out of My League / Blüthner 1917 Lyrics

The suns still out as I head straight downtown
I'm dressed up sharp, I pretend to be someone
I see her, my oh my, una mamasita
Born and raised for the oo dolce vita
There's blood on the dancefloor as I'm movin' in
Down for the ultimate sin

I'm headed out of my league
It's a place I cannot go
Out of my league
I'm working class you know
Out of my league O-o
But I've gotta try

She budies up and then ask for a glass of chablis
I flash my smile going bien sûr mon ami
There's love in her corner for working class hearts
So please waiter don't decline my card

I'm headed out of my league
It's a place I cannot go
Out of my league
I'm working class you know
Out of my league O-o
But I've got ta try

I'm headed out of my league
It's a full on class disgrace
Out of my league
I don't even own a place
Out of my league O-o
But I've gotta try

I'm headed out of my league
Out of my league
I'm headed out of my league
Out of my league

Out of my league, Out of my league, Out of my league
Out of my league, Out of my league, Out of my league

Is she headed into my league
It's a place she cannot go
Into of my league
She's upper class you know
Into of my league O-o
Looks like here we go!

I'm headed out of my league