Handsome

She don't trust weathermen
Holidays, born-agains
Anything that models peace
Twenty-two to twenty-five
Was never love with Eli
But he got a second lease (alright)

Alright, you think about her enough
To try and pass it for anything, but
She might quite like you waking her up
So why're you gun-shy and blinking so much?

She's so handsome
Take her out dancing
Take her out dancing
Love her, or somebody will romance her
Take her out dancing
Take her out dancing
Mister, you're missing it still
If you ain't holding hands with her
Hurry, 'cause somebody will (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)

Post-culture etiquette
Three months ahead of it
Only talks in certainties
You'll sweat her out so many nights
Her in a dream, you live a lie
Kiss on the cheek (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Alright, you think about her enough
To try and pass it for everything, but
She might quite like you waking her up
So why're you gun-shy and blinking so much?

She's so handsome
Take her out dancing
Take her out dancing
Love her, or somebody will romance her
Take her out dancing
Take her out dancing
Mister, you're missing it still
If you ain't holding hands with her
Hurry, 'cause somebody will (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)

At the supermarket, hands in her pocket
Nervous talking, both so exhausted
You might say, "I think she may be in love with you"
Oh, at her apartment outside of Charlotte
Openhearted, laid on the carpet
You might say, how she'll be number one to you
With a capital W

She's so handsome
Take her out dancing
Take her out dancing
Love her, or somebody will
She's so handsome
Take her out dancing
Take her out dancing
Love her, or somebody will romance her
Take her out dancing
Take her out dancing
Mister, you're missing it still

If you ain't holding hands with her
Hurry 'cause somebody will (la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)