Hey Mister Mystery
Hey Mister Enigma
I see you standing by yourself
Without even a wingman
What are you doing on your lonesome
What's hiding behind those dark eyes
Is it something loving and wholesome
Or is it far from being nice
I don't dare to approach your bubble
Your aura emanating quite a spell
I try to look at you real subtle
But my interest is rather easy to tell
An air of casual troublemaker
The eyes intense like abyss itself
You look like a typical heartbreaker
Master of disappearing and of stealth
I wonder what's your day like
And what you're up to
Did you come by car
Or a motorcycle
I wonder if you find yourself
Ever nervous
And do you ever feel
Like you're shy and loveless
Hey Mister Mystery
Hey Mister Enigma
I see you standing by yourself
Without even a wingman
What are you doing on your lonesome
What's hiding behind those dark eyes
Is it something loving and wholesome
Or is it far from being nice
Can you tell me your name
And what's your number
Or will you play a game
Of who's dumb and dumber
Would you open doors
And bring me flowers
Help me with the chores
Hop into my showers
Or will you be aloof
Cold and distant
Expecting all sorts of proof
When I'm not with you for an instant
Can you be fair
Can you be loyal
If we become a pair
Would I be disciplined or spoiled
Hey Mister Mystery
Hey Mister Enigma
I see you standing by yourself
Without even a wingman
What are you doing on your lonesome
What's hiding behind those dark eyes
Is it something loving and wholesome
Is it something loving and wholesome
Or is it far from being nice
Hey Mister Mystery
Hey Mister Enigma
I see you standing by yourself
Without even a wingman
What are you doing on your lonesome
What's hiding behind those dark eyes
Is it something loving and wholesome
Or is it far from being nice
Hey Mister Mystery
Hey Mister Enigma
I see you standing by yourself
Without even a wingman
What are you doing on your lonesome
What's hiding behind those dark eyes
Is it something loving and wholesome
Or is it far from being nice
Would you let me get to know you
Would you mind if I approach
I feel I could hate you or I could adore you
But yet so far you are beyond reproach
But I don't dare to approach your bubble
Your aura emanating quite a spell
I try to look at you real subtle
Can't you see that my interest is rather easy to tell
Hey Mister Mystery
Hey Mister Enigma
I see you standing by yourself
Without even a wingman
What are you doing on your lonesome
What's hiding behind those dark eyes
Is it something loving and wholesome
Or is it far from being nice
Is it far from being nice