If a lover is waiting for me
To put a kiss on her soft cheek

Then maybe he's too dumb to realize
That she's not the one

If a lover is waiting for you
To give a kiss and say I love you

Then maybe he's too dumb to realize
That he's not the one
Then maybe he's too dumb to realize
To pack up his bags and to run

I'll take the backstreet
Where the pills are prime
And now I am the king
Where the girls are high
And the highs are great
But don't let it break up your heart

If a lover is waiting for you
To give a kiss and say I love you

Then maybe he's too dumb to realize
That he's not the one
Then maybe he's too dumb to realize
To pack up his bags and to run

I'll take the backstreet
Where the pills are prime
And now I am the king
Where the girls are high
And the highs are great
But don't let it break up your heart

Then maybe he's too dumb to realize
That he's not the one
Then maybe he's too dumb to realize
To pack up his bags and to run

Then maybe he's too dumb to realize
That he's not the one
Then maybe he's too dumb to realize
To pack up his bags and to run

I'll take the backstreet
Where the pills are prime
And now I am the king
Where the girls are high
And the highs are great
But don't let it break up your heart