Текст Mayer Hawthorne – M.O.

Heartache mender take my hand
We’ll bury the past forever under Hollywood land
A bottle of red can raise the dead
Mmh-hm, if you give me your number

I’m starting to feel a certain way about ya
It isn’t my M.O., oh, no, no, no, ooh
And now that I got my lovin’ arms around ya
I’m not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no

A light in the dark, the spark of somethin’ new
The cinema plays but I can’t take my eyes off you
A stroke of luck, we both end up alone
Or is it the stars alignin’ like these tombs of stone?
And Johnny Ramone can play a song for us
Mmh-hm, with Rudy Valentino
Up and away we go

I’m starting to feel a certain way about ya
It isn’t my M.O., oh, no, no, no, ooh
And now that I got my lovin’ arms around ya
I’m not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no

M.O., doo-doo-doo-doo
Let go, doo-doo-doo-doo
M.O., doo-doo-doo-doo
Mmh, I’m ready when you say so
Oh, Ponyboy stay gold

I’m starting to feel a certain way about ya
It isn’t my M.O., oh, no, no, no, ooh
And now that I got my lovin’ arms around ya
I’m not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no

No, I’m not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no