Would it flatter you to know That mostly its you That makes me so slow You say I look so calm But really Im not, Im not But I think I want to be from now on
You are still my-y mirror ball I look at you and suddenly Im a virgin In a dance hall
Would it flatter you to see Me floating about wearing my love even when it doesnt suit me And I want to Cause in this weather I cant tell If everyones on heat or sun stroked or sweating for no one I cant tell