[Verse 1]:
At the spring water on the west end,
Sipping on something and I saw you strumming,
Through the lost and the lovers, we locked eyes.
Up on stage, you're so fun.
Was it the way you were looking at me,
Or the scar on your pretty face?
Maybe your tight black jeans, boy I want a taste.
(Boy I want a taste.)

[Hook]:
If you really wanna know what got me,
What's said let's go I don't wanna stop.
It was your (microphone).
Let me put it into words what got me,
Off make me into a freak what I really want.
It was your (microphone).

[Chorus]:
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone (microphone).
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone.

[Verse 2]:
Get back in your Gibson all pretty and grey.
Put those fingers on me, I want it all the way.
You sing about lovers you've had before,
Tonight I'll be the one you'll be singing for.
I'm really tickled to know that the way I'm seeing,
Yeah you're in my bed.
(I wanna see you naked)
Oh!

[Hook]:
If you really wanna know what got me,
What's said let's go I don't wanna stop.
It was your (microphone).
Let me put it into words what got me,
Off make me into a freak what I really want.
It was your (microphone).

[Chorus]:
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone (microphone).
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone.

[Bridge]:
(Microphone, microphone, microphone, microphone)
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone (microphone)
(Easy sit back, play me)
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone
(Just sit back, black guitar)
Was it the way you were looking at me,
Or the scar on your pretty face?
Maybe your tight black jeans,
Boy I want a taste.
(Boy I want a taste, oh)

[Hook]:
But if you really wanna know what got me,
What's said let's go I don't wanna stop.
It was your (microphone).
Let me put it into words what got me,
Off make me into a freak what I really want.
It was your (microphone).

[Chorus]:
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone (microphone).
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone.
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone.
Microphone boy,
It was your microphone.