Heart flutter,
Stomach flip,
Every time you bite your lip.
Blood pounds,
Pulse speeds,
Every single time you speak.
You're hands,
You're hair,
Girls beware!
He'll come for you
He'll win you over,
That's the way he'll be forever.
But I can't lie,
You are sweet and kind,
I wish I could say you're mine.
By: The Crazy Girl
Stomach flip,
Every time you bite your lip.
Blood pounds,
Pulse speeds,
Every single time you speak.
You're hands,
You're hair,
Girls beware!
He'll come for you
He'll win you over,
That's the way he'll be forever.
But I can't lie,
You are sweet and kind,
I wish I could say you're mine.
By: The Crazy Girl
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