Whoa boy, hold your horses
‘Cause they’re racing with your heart
Slow down; slow down before you go too far
You’re going pretty fast; yeah you’re riding pretty smooth
But watch out, look out…
She doesn’t love you

You say she’s beautiful
You say she loves you
You say you’ve got it right this time
You say she’s true

I get to hear about it all the time
“The way her green eyes sparkle when they look into mine”

Whoa boy, hold your horses
‘Cause they’re racing with your heart
Slow down; slow down before you go too far
You’re going pretty fast; yeah you’re riding pretty smooth
But watch out, look out
She doesn’t love you

Yeah I’ve heard you- she’s the apple of your eye
But you can’t eat with your eyes anyway
So why even try?

And as much as you love her does she really love you too?
Or is it puppy love that’s barking loudly enough to confuse you?

I get to hear about it all the time
“The way her green eyes sparkle when they look into mine”

Whoa boy, hold your horses
‘Cause they’re racing with your heart
Slow down; slow down before you go too far
You’re going pretty fast; yeah you’re riding pretty smooth
But watch out, look out
She doesn’t love you!