Warrant — Sad Theresa

Sad Theresa On your front porch swing The lights are twinkling bright But nobody's home Sweet country thing With your dress hiked up to your knees Waiting on a call From faith, hope or charity Oh, Theresa, can I come over tonight? Can I come over, come over? Would your mother say it's all right? Oh, Theresa, can I come over tonight? Ballerina on your bedroom door Well, I know that you've got dreams but I've got my own Whoa, maybe someday I'll hit those big city lights But I'll never forget your face on warm summer nights Oh, Theresa, can I come over tonight? Can I come over, come over? Would your mother say it's all right? Oh, Theresa, can I come over tonight? I've always wanted to sing And I've always wanted to be Somebody's idol, somebody's daydream Maybe their fantasy Oh, yeah Oh, Theresa, can I come over tonight? Can I come over, come over? Would your mother say it's all right? Oh, Theresa, can I come over tonight? Can I come over, come over? Would your mother say it's all right? Oh, Theresa, can I come over tonight? Yeah