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 Ooh, I'll never make you wonder 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 No, I'm not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no No, I'm not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no No, I'm not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no Oh-oh