Text: Weird Al Yankovic. Straight Outta Lynwood. Do I Creep You Out.

I know that you
Don't know me very well
We've barely met
But I can surely tell
No one will ever
Love you like I do

I like to feel
The warm spot on your chair
Sometimes I drool
And usually I stare
My precious one
I saved that gum
That you threw in the garbage

You're the one I dream about
But the only question with me now
Is, "Do I creep you out?"
Everytime I shake your hand now
Wanna stick your fingers in my mouth
Well do I creep you out?

Call you every night and hang up
Gonna carve your name in my leg
In my leg, oh oh!

Somethin' I should ask about
Can I sniff the pit-stains on your blouse?
And do I creep you
Do I creep you out?

(Your restraining order's out)
(Still the only question with me now)
Oh the only question
(Is, "Do I creep you out?")
Is "Do I creep you out?"

Know exactly where you live now
Follow you from work right to your house
Well, do I creep you out?
Do I creep you out?