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 today

• Absolute Gravity
• Days Without Paracetamol
• Downhill From Here
• Favourite Friend
• Fifteen Minutes Old
• Get Balsamic Vinegar... Quick You Fool
• Holy Cow
• Last Shot Ringing In My Ears
• Little Hide
• Mahogany
• Make Up
• NYC
• One Hundred Things You Should Have Done In Bed
• Starfighter Pilot
• Sticky Teenage Twin
• Velocity Girl