You can hear music and conversation From apartment number five I'm with all of my friends, anticipation, anticipation It was the first thing I saw when I came And I don't need to know a name There's only one question Is she...? Is she old...? Is she old enough for me? She kicks off her shoes And offers me her hand It's time to end this anticipation, anticipation So I move her to the sound And the music slows right down Lips almost meet face But there's still one question in that tiny space Is she...? Is she old...? Is she old enough for me? Is she...? Is she old...? Is she old enough for me? You can hear music and conversation From apartment number five I'm with all of my friends, anticipation So I move her to the sound And the music slows right down Lips close to her face But there's still one question in that tiny space Is she...? Is she old...? Is she old enough for me? Is she...? Is she old...? Is she old enough for me?