Saw you at JFK With your dreadlocks And your pretty little face Well meet me at the gate boy Meet me at the gate Take me out to dinner When you get to LA When I messaged the wrong kid On the internet Yeah it's an accident When you both play in a punk rock band And you both fell for the same woman Oh Yeah I wanna know Can I have you both? Yeah I wanna know Yeah I wanna know Can I have you? Can I have you both? I went over to the crib right In Chinatown baby Where these motherfuckers live, right? And I walked in with Jeanie With his big hair and his golden teeth Now the other won't look at me Now the other won't look at me Well, how am I supposed to choose? I'm a junkie for the both of you Oh Yeah I wanna know Can I have you both? Yeah I wanna know Yeah I wanna know Can I have you? Can I have you both? I want Jean on Monday And Jimmy on Tuesday And on Wednesday Can't we all just get along?