I can't say that you would be the one You would say be careful your heart sprung, a leak for me Do ya, do ya, do ya Do ya, do ya, do ya Do ya, do ya, do ya Do ya, do ya, do ya Do ya, do ya, do ya I think I might blow your poor house down I think you've been hiding there too long The poor... sick thing (Repeat chorus) Your not feeling some one chuckle on you And even worse on me(i could be and probably am wrong here) You don't feel i'm growing older so take your time and let it be Bring me some ice cream for a favor Which would you choose to be your favourite. Flavor I think I might blow your poor house down I know you've been hiding there too long