Hey there, girl, are you a star?

Because every time we talk, I lose my radar.

But she just laughs and points to the sky,

Says, "Sorry dude, I'm flying high."

Woooooooooo, bring me down,

Floating up but crash to the ground,

Every line I throw falls short of profound,

Oh, woooooooooo, bring me down.

If you were a vegetable, you'd be a cutecumber,

But she tells me to wake up from my slumber.

Maybe a different line will make her grin,

"Are you French? 'Cause Eiffel for you"—oops again!

Do you have a map? 'Cause I got lost in your eyes,

Turns out she’s a cartographer on the side.

Instead of love, she gives me a lesson,

About longitude, latitude, my new obsession.

Woooooooooo, bring me down,

Riding high, then hit the ground,

Guess my lines need more rebound,

Oh, woooooooooo, bring me down.

Is your dad a gardener? 'Cause you’re a flower,

She informs me her dad runs a crane tower.

"You must be made of copper and tellurium," I say.

But her chemistry degree tells me, "Not today."

Are you wi-fi? 'Cause I'm feeling a connection,

But she just throws me a look of pure rejection.

Decide to change my approach with flair,

But then she says, "Why's there static in your hair?"

Do you have a Band-Aid? 'Cause I just scraped my knee,

She tells me to slow down, and maybe just breathe.

"Are you an angel?" seems a safe bet,

Until she asks, "Wait, halo or a jet?"

Woooooooooo, bring me down,

Rising up, then I hit the sound,

Should've settled for a simple noun,

Oh, woooooooooo, bring me down.

Is your name Google? 'Cause you have everything I'm searching for,

But then she says, "My name's Bing, close the door."

I say, "If looks could kill, you'd be a weapon,"

And she laughs, saying, "Oh, give up and stop guessin'."

Every moment’s like a comedy act,

The more I try, the less it’s exact.

Standing here, feeling quite the clown,

Oh, woooooooooo, bring me down.

Woooooooooo, bring me down,

Once a king, now lost my crown,

My pickup lines win zero renown,

Oh, woooooooooo, bring me down.