Hung Up - The Riptides

See the girl with the high-tops on

Leather jacket with the little pink thong

She’s tearing up my heart like it was last year’s Valentine

It’s the girl with the bubblegum walk

Plaid skirt with the knee-high socks

She’s hanging in my thoughts yeah, but you know that I don’t mind

I don’t know just what it is that I’m doing now

My heart keeps on clouding up my brain

I don’t know just who it is that I’m trying to fool

My confidence is circling the drain

And now I’m Hung up, I’m hung Up, I’m hung up on you

I’m hung up, I’m hung up, I’m hung up on you

I’m hung up, I’m hung up, I’m hung up on you

So why do you hang up on me?