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Shy Boy lyrics

Performer Carly Rae Jepsen

Shy Boy song lyrics by Carly Rae Jepsen official

Shy Boy is a song in English

You're pretty, we're drinking, so I say what I'm thinking
How come everybody's dancing but you?
A deep conversation, a last minute invitation
Yeah, I'm gonna make this easy for you

But it's like this, I put you on the list
So come downtown if you're around
I hope you do, baby, I insist
I don't care what they say about you
So sick of everybody telling me what to do
When all I need is your eyes across the room, yeah
Those eyes across the room

Shy boy, stir me up
Get a little something for your morning cup
Whoa, oh-oh-oh
Whoa, oh-oh
Shy boy, stir me up
You didn't even know you've got the Midas touch
Touch, touch, touch, touch
Whoa, oh-oh (come pick me up)

Shy boy, boy, boy, boy, whoa-oh
Shy boy, boy, boy, whoa-oh

You show up, you show late
The room spins, the earth quakes
I admit that I was waiting for you
My friends want to meet ya
But they're only gonna tease ya
'Cause we made a bet you wouldn't come through

But it's like this, I put you on the list
So come downtown if you're around
I hope you do, baby, I insist
I don't care what they say about you
So sick of everybody telling me what to do
When all I need is your eyes (hey) across the room, yeah
Those eyes across the room

Shy boy, stir me up (stir me up)
Get a little something for your morning cup
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh
Shy boy, stir me up (stir me up)
You didn't even know you've got the Midas touch
Touch, touch, touch, touch
Whoa-oh (come pick me up)

Shy boy, boy, boy, boy, whoa-oh
Shy boy, boy, boy, whoa-oh

He's got the Midas touch (stir me up)
Everything he touch turns to gold or sugar
He's got the Midas touch
Everything he touch turns to gold or sugar

Shy boy, stir me up (stir me up)
Get a little something for your morning cup
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh (he's got the Midas touch)
Shy boy, stir me up
You didn't even know you've got the Midas touch
Touch, touch, touch, touch
Whoa-oh

Touch, touch (stir me up)
You can touch my body
Touch, touch
You can touch my body
He's got the Midas touch (stir me up)
Everything he touch turns to gold
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Ben Romans, Carly Rae Jepsen, Ethan Gruska, Kyle Shearer, Nate Campany, Nate Cyphert
Copyright: BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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