[Verse 1] We’re sitting by the window, city shining gold, He’s trying to impress me, coming across bold, But the noodles keep on slipping from his shaky hands, I’m biting back a laugh. No. this wasn’t my plan Soy sauce on the table, tension in the air, He says, “I got this,”. But not sure I still care, Every little fumble got me making a frown If he can’t get this right… am I gonna be let down? [Pre-Chorus] He’s blushing, I’m watching, trying not to stare, Confidence is cute, but skill’s gotta be there, It’s a simple task, but he’s losing his grip, Got me thinking ‘bout more than just this trip. [Chorus] Boy, those Chopsticks, slipping through your hands, If you can’t handle that, how you gonna handle me, man? Those Chopsticks, tell me what it means, If you’re this clumsy now, what about between the sheets? Yeah, those Chopsticks, got me second-guessing it [Verse 2] He laughs it off, says “girl, I’ll learn in time,” But I’m reading all the signs between every line, Patience is a virtue, I’ve heard it all before, But I’m not here to teach you everything and more. Rice falls like confetti on the table tonight, He’s trying real hard but it’s just not right, I like a little mystery, a little surprise, But not what I’m seeing in front of my eyes. [Pre-Chorus] He’s trying, I’ll give him that at least, But I like it cordon bleu, not a messy feast If he can’t find the flow with a simple pair, I’m wondering how far his skills goes elsewhere… [Chorus] Boy, those Chopsticks, slipping through your hands, If you can’t handle that, how you gonna handle me, man? Those Chopsticks, tell me what it means, If you’re this clumsy now, what about between the sheets? Yeah, those Chopsticks, got me second-guessing it Maybe you should practice just a little bit. Chopsticks (ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch) Chopsticks (ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch) Chopsticks (ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch) Chopsticks (ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch) Chopsticks [Extended Chinese disco dance interlude] [Bridge] Maybe it’s nerves, maybe it’s me, Maybe there’s more that I don’t yet see, But chemistry’s more than a look or a line, It’s how you move when the moment’s right. [Extended Chinese disco dance breakdown] [Chorus] Boy, those Chopsticks, slipping through your hands, If you can’t handle that, how you gonna handle me, man? Those Chopsticks, tell me what it means, If you’re this clumsy now, what about between the sheets? Yeah, those Chopsticks, got me second-guessing it Come back when you’ve practiced and mastered it (bit-bit-bit-bit-bit-bit-bit) [Chorus] Boy, those chopsticks, now you’ve got it right, Took a little time but now you’re holding on real tight, Those Chopsticks, maybe there’s a chance, Guess I’ll stick around and give you a second dance. Yeah, those Chopsticks are a lesson learned tonight, Sometimes first impressions, don’t always get it right Chopsticks (ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch) Chopsticks (ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch) Chopsticks (ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch) Chopsticks (ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch-chop-ch) Chopsticks
