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Butterfly Guts


Bouncing off the walls
how can I let you know
that I’m about to fall
without a net below?
And you don’t wanna watch,
unless the ground is getting shook

 

Am I good or bad?
I’m in a lot of doubt
and feeling hip as plaid
well am I in or out?
And you don’t wanna say
You give a kiss and then you book

 

Do you wanna go a little faster now?
Would you rather run away and hide?
You get butterfly guts on love’s tilt-a-whirl,
and you should know this is a dark ride

 

Plug it with a cork
I can’t contain my joy
I feel like such a dork
I’m just a noisy toy
That you don’t wanna hear,
unless my guns about to pop

 

I would tunnel to Brazil
Just to lick your feet
and then for overkill
I’d say they tasted sweet
but you don’t wanna walk
unless my tongue is undertop

 

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I can’t find the words
without using cliche’s
like bees and trees and birds
and fluff gets in the way
of what I’m trying to say
I wish you’d take another look

 

Cause I’m about to sprout
horns and a tail for you
I think I’m gonna shout
and scare you with a boo
but you don’t wanna catch
this horny devil on your hook

 

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