Peter Jöback - Freeway lyrics

Pick me, pick me. Baby won't you pick me

Pick me, pick me. Baby won't you pick me

I've got a crush on you.

You don't know I'm alive.

I'm just another bee buzzing around your hive.

Don't you see that if you don't pick me, I'll be forever in a pickle over you.

My pulse starts to quicken. My brain starts to thicken

Brent: It's sounds kind of sickening

That's my predicament.

Don't you see that if you don't pick me, I'll be forever in a pickle over you.

Pick me, pick me. Baby won't you pick me

Baby won't ya

Pick me, pick me. Baby won't you pick me

insert JAM here

Sweet me, kind baby make up your mind.

I'm begging you to do it quickly.

Don't you dare pick wrong or I'll have to write a song.

About how you didn't pick me.

I hear your friends snicker, they think that I'm ridiculous.

I'm not crazy just sweet on you like licorice.

Don't you see that if you don't pick me, I'll be forever in a pickle over you.

Forever in a pickle over you.

Forever in a pickle (Antonio bites pickle and says "all right") over you.

baby won't ya

baby won't ya