Your name and number on a piece of paper
And you, keep asking
Can I see you later?
You push your luck trying to get in
Your number might end up
In the recycling bin
I'm not looking for a one-night fling
No I am, waiting for the one
Who buys me a ring
So if you're not gonna spend some cash
Your number might end up
With yesterday's trash
Are you a man to keep
Or a throwaway boy
Are you the real deal baby
Or my latest toy
I'm gonna play with you
Till the end of the day
And if you're not good enough
I'm gonna throw you away
