That’s the Thing of It
Words and Music by John Allee

When I’m with my friends I talk so loud
But you know it ends when you join the crowd
‘Cause I start to sweat and start to ache
How much torture can this poor boy take?

If I was made to fly
If I was just some other guy
If I could tell you how I feel
I know you’d fall for me for real
And I would steal one kiss
If I was not so shy like this
But the thing of it is … that’s the thing of it

Well your Abercrombies fitcha’ fine
But I guess I have to get in line
‘Cause I can’t compete, I can’t compare
With them other guys all standing there

If I was made to fly
If I was just some other guy
If I could tell you how I feel
I know you’d fall for me for real
And I would steal one kiss
If I was not so shy like this
But the thing of it is … that’s the thing of it

And girl when you first smiled at me I was numb
With all the possibility that could come
And your laugh was a window
Was the way to my soul

If I was made to fly
If I was just some other guy
If I could tell you how I feel
I know you’d fall for me for real
And I would steal one kiss
If I was not so shy like this
But the thing of it is … that’s the thing of it
The thing of it is … that’s the thing of it
The thing of it is … that’s the thing of it

© 2007 John Allee/Portuguese Knees Music ASCAP.
Lyrics Reprinted with Permission.  All Rights Reserved.