M.O. - Mayer Hawthorne

Heartache mender take my hand

We'll bury the past forever under Hollywood land

A bottle of red can raise the dead

Mmh-hm, if you give me your number

Ooh, I'll never make you wonder

I'm starting to feel a certain way about ya

It isn't my M.O., oh, no, no, no, ooh

And now that I got my lovin' arms around ya

I'm not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no

A light in the dark, the spark of somethin' new

The cinema plays but I can't take my eyes off you

A stroke of luck, we both end up alone

Or is it the stars alignin' like these tombs of stone?

And Johnny Ramone can play a song for us

Mmh-hm, with Rudy Valentino

Up and away we go

I'm starting to feel a certain way about ya

It isn't my M.O., oh, no, no, no, ooh

And now that I got my lovin' arms around ya

I'm not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no

M.O., doo-doo-doo-doo

Let go, doo-doo-doo-doo

M.O., doo-doo-doo-doo

Mmh, I'm ready when you say so

Oh, Ponyboy stay gold

I'm starting to feel a certain way about ya

It isn't my M.O., oh, no, no, no, ooh

And now that I got my lovin' arms around ya

I'm not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no

No, I'm not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no

No, I'm not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no

No, I'm not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no

No, I'm not gonna let go, oh, no, no, no

Oh-oh