You watch me singing this song You see what my mouth can do And you wish you were the one I was doing it to And you watch me playin' guitar And you feel what my fingers can do And you wish you were the one I was doing it to Well, listen You've got great expectations You've got great expectations You've got great expectations You've got great expectations You've got great expectations, do you want to play the role You've got great expectations, you'd even sell me your soul You've got great (chordiearchive.chordie.com)