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