Yeah (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) What's next? (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) I wanna be in your headlock I wanna breathe your air I wanna be on your nighttime TV Keep you company when you're scared But if you take away the laughter track It's never very funny Blue jeans, ripped knees Straight into your head like the smell of nicotine Daydream, ice cream Ridin' on a wave, I'm a mayday zombie There's nothing I won't do To be next to you I wanna live in the pocket of every pair of jeans you wear I wanna sleep on your bedside table to wake up with you there But you were never good in the morning And honey, you're as I Blue jeans, ripped knees Straight into your head like the smell of nicotine Daydream, ice cream Ridin' on a wave, I'm a mayday zombie There's nothing I won't do To be next to you Yo I'll go anywhere you want me to Like a puppy dog, I'll follow you Be my medicine, I'll swallow you I'll go anywhere you want me to How low will I go? How low will I go? I just wanna, I just wanna Ride on a wave, I'm a mayday zombie Ride on a wave, I'm a mayday zombie