I pull in the driveand I'm home lateShe's alreadyclearing the platesThe look on her facetells me everythingHer mom and dadsay they don't mindThey know I'm workingall the timeMy nine to fivefeels more likea nine to nineShe says it mightnot matter to youBut it's something to meSomething to meI've been acting crazyThese little thingsthat matter the mostI just want that girlto seeThat she's something to meSomething to meWe're in the carGot the radio onShe turns it upStarts singing alongMy phone starts ringinglike I'mI knew it wouldShe looks at meas I kill the soundIt's only thenthat I figure outThat was our songNow the momentis gone for goodShe says it mightnot matter to youBut it's something to meSomething to meI've been acting crazyThese little thingsthat matter the mostI just want that girlto seeThat it's something to meSomething to meYeahWell she don't knowIs that overtimeWent out and bought her a ringAnd the phone conversationWas my reservationTonight when I hit my kneesTo tell her she's something to meSomething to meThis is why I've been acting crazyPut a ring on her handStart making plansI just want that girlto seeSomething to meSomething to meI've been acting crazyThese little thingsthat matter the mostI just want that girlto seeShe's something to meSomething to meYeah