I saw you comin' down the street You were beautiful, and sweet Your hair was blowing in the wind And i could tell that you were into me I made the call, said that we could have it all if you'd only take my hand -- but you were with your family A wiser man would know to quit But that's not who i am The heart wants what the heart wants, and baby You're it Oh, hello Will you have a drink with me? Why not? oh, please? Oh no Oh, hello Will you have a drink with me? Why not? oh, please? Oh no Oh, the day had been a bog, and i was closing up shop When the prettiest colleen stepped in And walked right up to me She said, "where's the man who makes his flutes by hand?" I said that he'd just stepped away And with the sweetest smile, she left me I said "come back, girl! he'll be back in thirty!" Oh, hello Can i get some mashers, please? Wait, what? Oh, jeez, Oh, no Oh, hello Will you have a drink with me? Why not? oh, please? Oh no