CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : I Get a Little Starstruck
This California weather it's like ninety degrees
It's making me hot, and he has the same?effect?on me
It's just?something 'bout the way that he's?making me feel
My insides are out, I just wanna shout his name
Ohhhhh
My body's giving up on me
'Cause I don't know what to do with my fingertips
Ohhhhh
I wanna run 'em through his hair
But I'm tryin' not to stare
Mmmm
I get a little starstruck, when I see him
I couldn't hate him even if I tried
Am I a little crazy, to believe that
I could wake up with him by my side
And no, I could get his attention if I worked it all out
And we got a little tipsy on a Saturday night
Yeah I want him, and I need him
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way ticket to my
Heart
Heart, ticket to my
Heart
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way
I move a little closer without letting him see
My hands are shaking from the air dripping in with him
I act a little dumber when I try to get his number
I'm so nervous that I'm losing grip, of myself
Ohhhhh
My body's giving up on me
'Cause I don't know what to do with my fingertips
Ohhhhh
I wanna run 'em through his hair
But don't stare
I get a little starstruck, when I see him
I couldn't hate him even if I tried
Am I a little crazy, to believe that
I could wake up with him by my side
And no, I could get his attention if I worked it all out
And we got a little tipsy on a Saturday night
Yeah I want him, and I need him
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way ticket to my
Heart
Heart, ticket to my
Heart
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way
Oooohhhhhh, oh, oh
Oooohhhhhh, oh, oh
This California weather it's like ninety degrees
It's making me hot, and he has the same effect on me
I act a little dumber when I try to get his number
I'm so nervous that I'm losing grip, of myself
I get a little starstruck, when I see him
I couldn't hate him even if I tried
Am I a little crazy, to believe that
I could wake up with him by my side
And no, I could get his attention if I worked it all out
And we got a little tipsy on a Saturday night
Yeah I want him, and I need him
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way ticket to my
Heart
Heart, ticket to my
Heart
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way
It's making me hot, and he has the same?effect?on me
It's just?something 'bout the way that he's?making me feel
My insides are out, I just wanna shout his name
Ohhhhh
My body's giving up on me
'Cause I don't know what to do with my fingertips
Ohhhhh
I wanna run 'em through his hair
But I'm tryin' not to stare
Mmmm
I get a little starstruck, when I see him
I couldn't hate him even if I tried
Am I a little crazy, to believe that
I could wake up with him by my side
And no, I could get his attention if I worked it all out
And we got a little tipsy on a Saturday night
Yeah I want him, and I need him
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way ticket to my
Heart
Heart, ticket to my
Heart
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way
I move a little closer without letting him see
My hands are shaking from the air dripping in with him
I act a little dumber when I try to get his number
I'm so nervous that I'm losing grip, of myself
Ohhhhh
My body's giving up on me
'Cause I don't know what to do with my fingertips
Ohhhhh
I wanna run 'em through his hair
But don't stare
I get a little starstruck, when I see him
I couldn't hate him even if I tried
Am I a little crazy, to believe that
I could wake up with him by my side
And no, I could get his attention if I worked it all out
And we got a little tipsy on a Saturday night
Yeah I want him, and I need him
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way ticket to my
Heart
Heart, ticket to my
Heart
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way
Oooohhhhhh, oh, oh
Oooohhhhhh, oh, oh
This California weather it's like ninety degrees
It's making me hot, and he has the same effect on me
I act a little dumber when I try to get his number
I'm so nervous that I'm losing grip, of myself
I get a little starstruck, when I see him
I couldn't hate him even if I tried
Am I a little crazy, to believe that
I could wake up with him by my side
And no, I could get his attention if I worked it all out
And we got a little tipsy on a Saturday night
Yeah I want him, and I need him
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way ticket to my
Heart
Heart, ticket to my
Heart
He's got a one-way, one-way, one-way