[Intro] Stupid as one can be, he's like a cherry tree, tempting, he will her stir. Fruit he's giving her, says he's in love, and she cannot avoid to know, he sends her those queer love notes, paper planes and boats. He's number one. He's not the one, and he's not the only. He's number one, and he wants to make the swing. He is the thing. He's not the one, and he's not the only. He's number one, and he wants to make the swing. Cherry he's called at school. He loves to be a fool, berry he says is tool, acting very cool. Speaking of chance, he says he thinks it will enhance, if only he makes pride dance, calling it romance. | Instrumental | He is the thing. He's not the one, and he's not the only. He's number one, and he wants to make the swing.
