Follow Me - Maïa Vidal

Follow me, why don’t you follow me?

Down to the street and then back to my house

Watch your step!

I’m number 1B

Come on in and I’m sorry for the mess

I saw you standing there, and I asked you for a light

I slyly touch my hair, you looked as I hoped you might

I throw my head back as I laugh, I touch your arms look into your eyes

We’ll say some words some words that I’ll forget, we both know they’re mostly

lies

The dialogue starts to lag, the smokes are burning down

We do a little calculation and suggest we get another round

But as the music swells you take your chance to bend in close as if to hear

But then you say 8 magic words

Do you want to get out of here?

And I say

Follow me, why don’t you follow me?

Down to the street and then back to my house

Watch your step!

I’m number 1B

Come on in and I’m sorry for the mess

You probably think she’s being bad

Or that she’s going straight to hell

But this is just a girl who wants

Who’s not afraid to help herself

Cause every boy she’s ever known

Is just a peach and as sweet as pie

So how could you hope to say no

When you see him walking by

And she says

Follow me, why don’t you follow me?

Down to the street and then back to my house

Watch your step!

I’m number 1B

Come on in and I’m sorry for the mess

Follow me, why don’t you follow me?

Down to the street and then back to my house

Watch your step!

I’m number 1B

Come on in and I’m sorry for the mess