I met a strange lady, she makes me nervous I start to shiver everytime she comes around My heart is yearning for a smile or just a glance but When I try to talk, my voice won’t make a single sound
My heart is laughing when I see her, it goes...
I had to leave, what’s wrong with me, what’s wrong with me
I want her, I need her, she won’t go out of my head I should do some impressive things to make her mine But I’m no genius, just the master of distaster I have to hurry cause I’m running out of time