It would be beautiful Watching the night grow old Your mind is clouded and you turn off the cold Hold me down, keep me warm And your dirty old jersey Fits me perfect Why do you do this to me teasing at the thought of safety Why do you do this to me? I don't know Do you think i'm foolish? That's a little rough baby Stand by the ocean would you notice If it swallowed you up in one big motion Boy i've run out of tactics It seems i've got you distracted Oh won't you come back here Hold me down, keep me warm And your dirty old jersey fits me perfect Oh why do you do this to me? Teasing at the though of safety Why do you do this to me? I don't know Do you think i'm foolish? That's a little rough baby Why do you do this to me? Teasing at the though of safety Why do you do this to me? I don't know Do you think i'm foolish? That's a little rough baby