Girl: I like boys that play guitar and I like boys that can sing and I totally like bands.nJonny: Well, hey, I'm in a band.nGirl: Jonny, why don't you play a song for me?nnWould you be mad at menIf I wrote a song about your friend?nWould you be mad at me?nYes, I know she won't be here in the morningn(What?)nnAnd now she's leavingnBecause she's going homenNow she's flying home to Vegas (Oo Vegas)nIt's cold and rainy the whole way (Rainy the whole way)nShe won't be coming back for Christmas (Presents for Christmas)nShe won't be coming back to staynShe ain't ever coming backnWhy can't she ever just come back?nnWould you be mad at menIf I wrote a song about your friend?nWould you be mad at me?nYes, I know she said she hates you with good reasonn(I don't get it)nAnd now she's leaving, oh whoanBecause she's going homennNow she's flying home to Vegas (Oo Vegas)nIt's cold and rainy the whole way (Rainy the whole way)nShe won't be coming back for Christmas (Presents for Christmas)nShe won't be coming back to staynShe ain't ever coming backnWhy can't she ever just come back?nn(And I like boys with long hair and boys that, like, can sing, like songsnand boys that write songs and, you know, I think I just like boys. Boys are so cutenI like cute boys and oh, and I totally like music too. So, are you in a band?)nnNow she's flying home to VegasnIt's cold and rainy the whole waynI hear she's coming back for ChristmasnI hear she's coming back to staynnAnd now she's crying for no reasonnShe never knew it'd be this waynShe swears she's coming back for Christmas (Presents for Christmas)nShe swears she's coming back to staynBut she ain't ever coming back (So, are you gonna call me?)nWhy can't she ever just come back? (Why don't you ever call me?)nI promise this time that we’ll last (Wait, where are you going?)nI'm sorry that I am an assn(Jonny, who is that girl? Hey, where are you going? Alright, call me!)