Hang Out

Tell me: when are we gonna hang out?
When will I next see that famous pout?
I wanna see you, without any doubt
so let me know please: when we gonna hang out?

Are you around? Just gimme a sign.
I don’t wanna waste any of your time; just mine.
We can dine on swine on the Rhine. Say nine.
Is that fine? Lemme know. Just gimme a sign.

I’d love to see you if you give me a chance.
Any opportunity that we can enhance
this thing between us that cannot yet be called a romance.
So if you would be so kind, could you give me a chance?

Yeah! Lemme know: when we gonna see each other?
If you want it, I’ll come calling to your mother
with gifts and bribes I’m prepared to fully smother
your mother’s brothers and all others if we then can see each other!

Can we hang out? Just gimme a sign!
For a chance at romance; we can make it by nine.
If we see each other soon, it’ll be just divine.
It would relieve a fevered wish of mine.

Let’s hang out!

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About Jonathan Berger

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