And bam, a red 4-runner pulled into the partyWith a .38 sticker on the back windshieldTwo-tone tank top slipping off her shoulderKind of girl wants to step out the world, stand stillOoh, I know where this is goingI already know it's somebody's problemSomebody's goodbyeSomebody's last call number that they can't findSomebody's best day, somebody's worst nightSomebody's reason for leaving on the porch lightThink about them tan lights, and I'm thinking damn rightLooked around in them heartbreaker blue eyesSee somebody's problem, and somebody's problemsAbout to be mineAbout to be mineAbout to be mineKind of girl, once you've had her, you can't stand a loserKind of girl, wear your friends till you don't eff it upKind of girl that goes from trying to just get her numberTo sliding through the summer to talking about loveOoh, I think I'm liking where it's goingI'd like to try me some of somebody's problemSomebody's goodbyeSomebody's last call number that they can't findSomebody's best daySomebody's worst nightSomebody's reason for leaving on the porch lightThink about them tan lights, and I'm thinking damn rightLooked around in them heartbreaker blue eyesSee somebody's problem, and somebody's problemsAbout to be mineAbout to be mineOh, hey baby, don't just keep me wishingOh, let me get the figures out of my headAbout to be mineAbout to be mineOmLe, I said look at youI'm about to be mineI'm about to be mine