Girl: I like boys that play guitar and I like boys that can sing and I totally like bands. Jonny: Well, hey, I'm in a band. Girl: Jonny, why don't you play a song for me? Would you be mad at me If I wrote a song about your friend? Would you be mad at me? Yes, I know she won't be here in the morning (What?) And now she's leaving Because she's going home Now she's flying home to Vegas (Oo Vegas) It's cold and rainy the whole way (Rainy the whole way) She won't be coming back for Christmas (Presents for Christmas) She won't be coming back to stay She ain't ever coming back Why can't she ever just come back? Would you be mad at me If I wrote a song about your friend? Would you be mad at me? Yes, I know she said she hates you with good reason (I don't get it) And now she's leaving, oh whoa Because she's going home Now she's flying home to Vegas (Oo Vegas) It's cold and rainy the whole way (Rainy the whole way) She won't be coming back for Christmas (Presents for Christmas) She won't be coming back to stay She ain't ever coming back Why can't she ever just come back? (And I like boys with long hair and boys that, like, can sing, like songs And boys that write songs and, you know, I think I just like boys. Boys are so cute I like cute boys and oh, and I totally like music too. So, are you in a band?) Now she's flying home to Vegas It's cold and rainy the whole way I hear she's coming back for Christmas I hear she's coming back to stay And now she's crying for no reason She never knew it'd be this way She swears she's coming back for Christmas (Presents for Christmas) She swears she's coming back to stay But she ain't ever coming back (So, are you gonna call me?) Why can't she ever just come back? (Why don't you ever call me?) I promise this time that we'll last (Wait, where are you going?) I'm sorry that I am an a** (Jonny, who is that girl? Hey, where are you going? Alright, call me!)