Nonsense

Album: Emails I Can't Send (2022)
Charted: 32 56
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    (Oh, la-la) da-ah-ah, ah (ah-ah)
    (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)

    Think I only want one number in my phone
    I might change your contact to "don't leave me alone"
    You said you like my eyes and you like to make 'em roll
    Treat me like a queen, now you got me feelin' thrown, oh

    But I can't help myself
    When you get close to me
    Baby, my tongue goes numb
    Sounds like bleh, blah, blee
    I don't want no one else (don't want)
    Baby, I'm in too deep
    Here's a lil' song I wrote (a song I wrote)
    It's about you and me (me)

    I'll be honest
    Lookin' at you got me thinkin' nonsense
    Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in
    When you got your arms around me
    Oh, it feels so good I had to jump the octave
    I think I got an ex but I forgot him
    And I can't find my chill, I must have lost it
    I don't even know I'm talkin' nonsense
    I'm talkin', I'm talkin' (ah)

    I'm talkin' all around the clock
    I'm talkin' hope nobody knocks
    I'm talkin' opposite of soft
    I'm talkin' wild, wild thoughts
    You gotta keep up with me
    I got some young energy
    I caught the L-O-V-E
    How do you do this to me?

    But I can't help myself
    When you get close to me
    Baby, my tongue goes numb
    Sounds like blah, blah, bleh, blee
    I don't want no one else (don't want)
    Baby, I'm in too deep (too deep)
    Here's a lil' song I wrote (a song I wrote)
    It's about you and me

    I'll be honest (honest)
    Lookin' at you got me thinkin' nonsense
    Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in (when you walk in)
    When you got your arms around me
    Oh, it feels so good I had to hit the octave
    I think I got an ex but I forgot him
    And I can't find my chill, I must have lost it
    I don't even know I'm talkin' nonsense (oh)
    I'm talkin', I'm talkin', I'm talkin'

    (I'm talkin', I'm talkin' na-na-na) I'm talkin', I'm talkin'
    Blah, blah, blah, blah, uh-uh-uh-uh
    Ah
    I don't even know anymore
    (Oh)

    This song catchier than chickenpox is
    I bet your house is where my other sock is
    Woke up this morning, thought I'd write a pop hit
    How quickly can you take your clothes off pop quiz?

    That one's not gonna make it
    Most of these aren't gonna make Writer/s: Julian Collin Bunetta, Leroy James Clampitt, Sabrina Annlynn Carpenter, Stephenie Nicole Jones
    Publisher: Hipgnosis Songs Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Walt Disney Music Company
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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