Her gravity make me feel light-headed Small-talk turns to dust in my mouth She doesn't know that I'm already thinking bout how I'm gonna make her look my way
But she smiles at herself in mirrors A little too often these days Maybe I'm unbalanced The way she walks, my God she'd get it All my friends reckon she is oh so fine But the way I talk when I'm speaking near her She must think I crawled out of the sea todayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
