Maybe I need fantasy

I'm tired of havin' sex.

You say 'like' too much.

When I'm stable long enough, I start to look around for love.

You are 18 year old girl who live in small city of Japan.

It's time I got back, it's time I got back, and I don't even know how I got off the track.

Might have smoked a few in my time, but never thought it was a crime.

The redhead said you shred the cello... and I'm Jell-O, baby.

I'm a lot like you, so please. Hello, I'm here. I'm waiting.

Goddamn! This business is really lame. I've gotta live on an island.

I asked you to go to the Green Day concert. You said you you'd never heard of them. How cool is that?!

I just need to admit that I want sugar in my tea.

How stupid is it? For all I know, you want me too. And maybe you just don't know what to do. And maybe you're scared to say, "I'm falling for you."

Everyone's a little queer. Can't she be a little straight?

Honestly, Goddamn! You left your cello in the basement!

I've got your letter, you've got my song.

I've got a number of irrational fears that I'd like to share with you.

Excuse the bitchin', I shouldn't complain. I should have no feelin, 'cause feelin is pain.

Shakin' booty, makin sweet love all the night. It's time I got back to the good life