Why'd You Show Up At My Party?

This run-around game we play I think a part of you just likes the chase You lean in close, I hear my name On the tip of your tongue Another home run, I'm Sick of talking My hands are sweating in my pockets Oh, like Make up your mind Make up your mind and tell me Why'd you show up at my party last night Why'd you get drunk sayin' I'm your type Don't you know that I'm starting to lose my mind Over you-oo-oo Why'd you show up at my party alone Your hair in a mess and a Rolling Stone T-shirt, faded jeans You're looking at me look at you-oo-oo Pretending that I don't see you But I feel your eyes across the room I'm dancing with my leather shoes On top of the couch Then I turn around and You've started walking Right to me, now my heart is pounding Oh, I've Made up my mind Made up my mind to ask you Why'd you show up at my party last night Why'd you get drunk sayin' I'm your type Don't you know that I'm starting to lose my mind Over you-oo-oo Why'd you show up at my party alone Your hair in a mess and a Rolling Stone T-shirt, faded jeans You're looking at me look at you-oo-oo At my party last night Yeah you looked so fine At my party last night