I'm the kind of guy that likes to talk

I'm the kind of guy hates to be frozen out

I can't stand it when I get this way

Total mental shutdown

And I choke up like a chump

Words in my throat just become a senseless lump

My heart's not in it because it's just a pump

Body lying out on the pavement

Eyes out of focus on the dirty street

Standing right here is the person

I've been waiting for months to meet

And I just drop my eyes down like two rocks

I hear my name, my circulation stops

I peer up at her like I'm looking at a cop

I'm the kind of dog that likes to sit in your lap

I back away, about an inch tall

That's my special situation

Now if I think about her at all, I become a raw nerve

Whole throat gets dry and vision blurs

Thoughts in my head fall down like dead birds

I don't know what kind, if any, purpose I might serve

My-... jaw locked-....

I'm the kind of dog that likes to sit in your lap

I back away, about an inch tall

That's my special situation

Now if I think about her at all, I become a raw nerve

Whole throat gets dry and vision blurs

Thoughts in my head fall down like dead birds

I don't know what kind, if any, purpose I might serve