Jitters
Its like sugar
Tastes so sweet does life
At just the sight of you.
I shoulda
Paid my bills
But I'd rather call in ill to work and just lie next to you.
Sweet,
Knock me off my feet,
Give me jitters like em bugs have never seen,
I wanna be your queen.
Real,
Not like on em TV screens,
This is no story line, you know what I mean,
Im gonna be your queen,
Be your extra time,
I'll be your own cloud nine,
I'll be your Champions League,
No need to doubt in me,
I'll be your strenght..your smile,
And all the while
Be simply me.
Copyright © Fiona Wallace | Year Posted 2006
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