Butterflies
Song by Willow McKenna
Album
On my brain
On my mood
On the phone and
I’m talking to him
On my tongue
Can't do
Just one sip
I’m addicted to it
You give me the butterflies, yeah
I’m thinking bout that boy (all night)
He leaves me thirty for him (oh yeah)
Feel it on my lips
Feel it on my thighs
Feeling like fruit juice on my mind
Stuck And it tastes so fine (oh yeah)
On my mood
On the phone and
I’m talking to him
On my tongue
Can't do
Just one sip
I’m addicted to it
You give me the butterflies, yeah
I’m thinking bout that boy (all night)
He leaves me thirty for him (oh yeah)
Feel it on my lips
Feel it on my thighs
Feeling like fruit juice on my mind
Stuck And it tastes so fine (oh yeah)