Junior Panthers

You touched my hand, I'm not a fan You held a dance in your basement The mirror ball, the horse's stall There was no arrangement You're so thin, where've you been I never got the chance to tell you Yes or no, I let it go Too long, alright Ooh Out and about with the Junior Panthers And now I'm riding on the back Looking over your shoulder So you'll know I'm there I forgot to signal right Now I'm running the red light What about your sister, I often miss her But I see her more than you Now I see you, I don't see you at all In the mirror ball Ooh