I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

Rule number one Rule number two Working on my rules Rules, working my rules Working on my rules, working on my rules Working on my rules, yeah, my rules I've been working on my rules I'm on a high, we on the way

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

You can do what you want as long As the curtain is high and strong We should be like this all the time For the Earth, one day will die Now that all these walls are down Wonder what I'll tell you Count the number of things you are See how long it takes you

Sweet surrender on the quayside You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline Near misses on the dog leap stairways French kisses in the darkened doorways A

'Cause I hope one day you'll get the sense to call me I'm hoping that you'll say So I'll keep your number saved 'Cause I hope one day I'll get the pride to call you You're missing me the way I'm missing you To tell you that no one else Is gonna hold you

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

Calling Elvis, I'm here all alone Calling Elvis, is anybody home? Did he leave the building? Can he come to the phone? Well tell him I was calling just to wish him well Let me leave my number, heartbreak hotel Oh love me tender, baby don't be cruel

Can you feel this? I'm dying to feel this I am the damaged one All my life and the damage done I am all, but what am I? Another number that isn't equal to any of you I control, but I comply Pick me apart, then pick up the pieces

I need to live a little, have some fun Take some time, waste it on number one Find a girl that brings my whole world to a stop Live a little, love a lot Stressed out, running late, racing down the interstate Spilled hot coffee down the front of my jeans