looking at me through your window boy, you had your eye out for a little "i'll cut you up and make you dinner you've reached the end, you are the winner" rolling down your tinted window driving next to me real slow, he said, "let me take you for a joyride i've got some candy for you inside" running through the parking lot he chased me and he wouldn't stop tag you're it, tag, tag, you're it grabbed my hand and pushed me down took the words right out my mouth tag you're it, tag, tag, you're it can