Lyrics: Robert Bradley
Music: Tristan O'Shea
I'm looking for
Some education
To ease my passion
Some stimulation
And from the bar
Along came trouble
Baby you're sweet seduction
With a hint of vengeance
I can't dance when we get up on that floor
But too late, I'm far too gone
Such a nervous feeling, I must be dreaming
I play it cool when she tells me what to do
But who knew that I'd fall in love
With a nervous feeling, I must be dreaming
Don't you know
That I ain't your Mr. Right
When you call me baby
Don't you know
That I ain't your big surprise
But you drive me crazy
Tonight
It's three AM
She says it's not too late
I got a sneaky feeling
That she'll never leave me
She pressures me
So perfectly
Got a nasty habit
Like some voodoo magic
I can't dance when we get up on that floor
But too late, I'm far too gone
Such a nervous feeling, I must be dreaming
I play it cool when she tells me what to do
But who knew that I'd fall in love
With the nervous feeling, I must be dreaming
Don't you know
That I ain't your Mr. Right
When you call me baby
Don't you know
That I ain't your big surprise
But you drive me crazy
Tonight
Don't you know
That I ain't your Mr. Right
When you call me baby
Don't you know
That I ain't your big surprise
But you drive me crazy
Don't you know
That I ain't your Mr. Right
Ooh, you've got me baby
Don't you know
That I ain't your big surprise
Ooh, you drive me crazy
Tonight
Oh
When we just got the fever
When you call me baby
Oh, you drive me crazy
Tonight