(Words & music by Wayne - Weisman)
I can explain about last night
Though things didn´t look just right

Please believe me there was nothing wrong
I thought about you baby all night long
Cross my heart, I hope to die
Well I wouldn´t tell you no lie, mmm

Talk about a piece of rotten luck
You do a friend a favor and you wind up stuck
She couldn´t hold a candle to you, no siree
Very hard to handle like a Model T
Cross my heart, I hope to die
Well I wouldn´t tell you no lie

Please believe me when I say
Wild horses couldn´t drag me away
From you ´cause I don´t have to look too hard
To see what I´ve got in my own back yard
So please forgive me and forget
Don´t say my alloy´s all wet (?)

I miss those kisses from your honeycomb
This humble bumble bee just wants to fly back home
Cross my heart, I hope to die
Well I wouldn´t tell you no lie

I wouldn´t tell you no lie
No no no no no no
I wouldn´t tell you no lie