I saw you at the produce standBy the tangerines, bananas in your handWe talk for five, yeah maybe moreYou don't got a girlfriend anymoreAnd you're * hotAnd I'm around for the reboundFor the reboundI gotta knock it offGotta go to bedYou and your bananaStuck in my headBut then you calledAnd boy I cameThat's what she saidFor ten days straightTake off your pantsAnd I'm around for five, yeah maybe moreRight nowFor the reboundI lost my numberCan I have yours?And I'm not positiveBut I'm pretty sureThat your shirtWould look betterOn my floorTell me your nameTell me your nameOne more timeWhile I check you outAt the checkout lineWe wave goodbyeAnd now he knowsThe magic happensAt Trader Joe'sSo hit me upCause I'm always downFor the reboundFor the reboundFor the reboundFor the reboundFor the reboundFor the reboundFor the rebound