The Reason

What are the rules of these childish games?
The boys live in fear 'cause you got yourself a name
So I’ll ask you once… how do I qualify?
And the reason why I want you, is the reason why you don’t want me
And the reason why I adore you, is the reason that you don’t adore me
And the reason why my pride lays wounded by my side, is the reason that you
don’t want me
And the reason why I want you, is the reason why you don’t want me
And the reason why I adore you, is the reason that you don’t adore me
Just watch this floor sing, intoxication, our senses dull as our inhibitions
hide and I say
Hey! (hey) You! (you) how do I qualify for you? (x4)
And the reason why I want her, is the reason she doesn’t want me
And I don’t even find her that attractive or appealing but she’s driving me
crazy all the same
Now all of this time she’s been leading me on, I wish she’d make a choice so I
can move on
Hey! (hey) You! (you) how do I qualify for you? (x4)
Feel free to go back, go back and talk to your friends. (x4)
My dignity feels like it just did ten rounds with Floyd Mayfield and Ricky
Hatton’s pounds and I say…
Hey! (hey) You! (you) how do I qualify for you? (x4)
How do I qualify for you? (x2)