Here I go! Geronimo! Vertigo to free fall
\nThe girl sets my heart racing, but my engine is stalled
\nNow I pace myself ’cause I gotta stay in front man
\nBlast like an astronaut, crash like a stunt man
\nTo worlds where witty boys get the pretty girls they merit
\nBut she holds the saddle, the stick, the carrot
\nSo I rise like degrees in July or fall faster
\nLuck is a lady, but I wouldn’t put it past her
\nAs she fills me with thrills like a roller coaster Or slams me with amps
\nlike a bath with a toaster
\nNow my knees are shaking and I find my spine is gone
\nFrom holding up the pedestal that I’ve put her on
\nI should’ve studied science cause I tend to forget
\nThat for every action there’s an equal and opposite reaction
\nWell I must’ve slept through that one, cause now I’m on thin ice with
\nno traction<\/p>\n
Is she thinking of you? No she just thought she knew me
\nBut she’s looking at you! No she’s looking through me
\nAnd now I realize I’ve got no shape or size to the girl with the world in
\nher eyes
\nSo I keep bouncing<\/p>\n
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
\nOr concede to Morrissey that pretty girls make graves
\nI’ve shed the serpents skin and lost my head like Ann Boleyn
\nWhile rough winds do shake the darling buds of May
\nI ask you for this glance through vast expanse of thin veneers
\nSteered by butterfly eyes while drinking drinks of siren’s tears
\nI fear the reaper cause it’s hard like heavy metal
\nWhen the beasts that you beat off are handsome devils
\nYet, the consequence of compliments
\nIs that I am graced with graces periodic like the elements
\nHer imminence influences subatomics
\nSo I want to do her right
\nLike Shakespeare does a sonnet
\nI’m on it. Harassed by bees in bonnets
\nSlave to her affection like gramps to gin and tonics
\nLoyal to my master like a pack of Pekinese
\nWhile I try to hold my place with weakened knees<\/p>\n
Is she thinking of you? No she just thought she knew me
\nBut she’s looking at you! No she’s looking through me
\nAnd now I realize I’ve got no shape or size to the girl with the world in
\nher eyes
\nSo I keep bouncing<\/p>\n
Maybe I should call you up so we can spend some time together
\nTake a walk or have some dinner, I don’t care I’ll do whatever
\nMy heart shivers every single time I get a busy signal Can I get an
\noperator?
\nSo you know if she said bounce with me, I’d bounce with her
\nCause every minute that I’m in it counts with her
\nThere’s only one sin I wouldn’t renounce for her
\nAnd if she gave me half a glance then I would counsel her
\nThat she should bounce with me, so I can bounce with her
\nCause every minute that I’m in it really counts with her
\nThere’s only one sin I wouldn’t renounce for her
\nBut do I have a chance!<\/p>\n
Is she thinking of you? No she just thought she knew me
\nBut she’s looking at you! No she’s looking through me
\nAnd now I realize I’ve got no shape or size to the girl with the world in
\nher eyes
\nSo I keep bouncing<\/p>\n
Yeah, she’s got the world in her eyes<\/p>\n
-2 Skinnee J’s<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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