Carly Rae for Seventeen Magazine

I threw a wish in the well
Don't ask me I'll never tell
I looked to آپ as it fell
And now you're in my way

I trade my soul for a wish
Pennies and dimes for a kiss
I wasn't looking for this
But now you're in my way

PRE-CHORUS
Your stare was holding
Ripped jeans, skin was showing
Hot night, wind was blowing
Where آپ think you're going, baby?

CHORUS
Hey I just met آپ and this is crazy
But here's my number, so call me maybe
It's hard to look right at آپ baby
But here's my number, so call me maybe
Hey I just met آپ and this is crazy
But here's my number, so call me maybe
And all the other boys try to chase me
But...

Cupid, draw back your bow...

New York
Tell me how آپ feel about it
We just met, yeah, we just met
L.A.
Ask me for the truth about it
We just met
And I wish we could be holding hands
I wish we could be holding hands

[Chorus]
How do آپ think it goes
With those tiny little bows
You're the one I want
You're the one I know
And everywhere آپ are
Is a place I wanna go
Dancing really high
Dancing really slow

[Chorus]
How do آپ think it goes
With those tiny little bows
You're the one I want
You're the one I know
And everywhere آپ are
Is a place I wanna go
Dancing really high
Dancing really slow

Paris
Do آپ ever think about...