Despite the sound of our voices, we're not three deities. Take us down off our pedestals, we're not that hard to please. Hold the door and pull my chair A few fresh flowers, notice my hair Call me back, and don't be late Then you'll get a second date Don't make your move too early I'm never in a rush And do yourself a favor And don't stare at my tush... (unless I tell you to) Hold the door and pull my chair A few fresh flowers, notice my hair Call me back, and don't be late Then you'll get a second date But if I catch you creepin' I'll drop you mighty quick Keep it up- well brace yourself I might cut off your ... Hold the door and pull my chair A few fresh flowers, notice my hair Call me back, and don't be late Then you'll get a second date Blood runs through ours veins We're just like you Take us down, off the pedestal Off the pedestal Off the pedestal Off the pedestal, Off the pedestal
