Lovesick

Uh oh.

The butterflies in my tummy are beginning to grow.

I'm slurring my words, and talking real slow.

My mind is twirling..

My vision is blurring!

uh oh.

They say that I'm lovesick..

This must be a trick!

No way no how,

This can't happen to me!

The hard part is over, now I need it to be..

Maybe just maybe..Maybe just might..

I need you tonight..

You can make me better, you can make me free.

So darling dear..

What do you think about this lovesick curse?

Come and cure it, you be the nurse!