'Cause I got a crush on you

I was James Dean

Dammit girl, you lookin' fine
I gotta have this crush on you
Before you say what you mean
I get a yes, a no, a maybe
Mom's apartment, ethyl cans
Day in, day out, same routine
Remember that Halloween

Same old, same old, season after season
You were a princess, or a gypsy, or whatever
Just one good reason why

With a fancy beveled edge
From the magic 8 ball of your mind
I'm alone on this ledge
The sky's an 80 ft. mirror
That time I mentioned I was moving
I almost went out and bought some shit

Better know what you think
Take you to the dance
Couldn't make it any clearer
So I'd need your help to move
And I had a crush on you
Some girls make me reach for the bottle
I saw your mom's Camaro
And I got a crush on you
Just me and my crush on you
You got me reaching in every direction for
When I went as Jimmy Dean
Teenage hair-dos, bad leather
I wa-wa-wanna
Baby, you're the kind of thing I do without reason
And you said you'd help me move
Some girls make me reach for the sky
'Cause I got a crush on you