Saw you at JFK
With your dreadlocks
And your pretty little face
Well meet me at the gate boy
Meet me at the gate
Take me out to dinner
When you get to LA
When I messaged the wrong kid
On the internet
Yeah it's an accident
When you both play in a punk rock band
And you both fell for the same woman
Oh
Yeah I wanna know
Can I have you both?
Yeah I wanna know
Yeah I wanna know
Can I have you?
Can I have you both?
I went over to the crib right
In Chinatown baby
Where these motherfuckers live, right?
And I walked in with Jeanie
With his big hair and his golden teeth
Now the other won't look at me
Now the other won't look at me
Well, how am I supposed to choose?
I'm a junkie for the both of you
Oh
Yeah I wanna know
Can I have you both?
Yeah I wanna know
Yeah I wanna know
Can I have you?
Can I have you both?
I want Jean on Monday
And Jimmy on Tuesday
And on Wednesday
Can't we all just get along?
