Her gravity make me feel light headed
Small talk turns to dust in my mouth, 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
But the way she walks, oh 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 today
But she smiles at herself in mirrors
A little too often these days
Maybe I'm unbalanced
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