Blame it on the moonlight, blame it on the radio
I just wanna hold her tight, and never let her go
Maybe its her blue eyes, or maybe its her sweet hello
I just know it feels so right, I gotta let her know
Yeah!
Whos that girl walking down the street, whos that girl I got to meet
Sexy dress, cut with style, she makes me weak, she drives me wild
I got her number written on my hand, its more than I can stand