My heart skips a beat
When you walk down the street.
My low grade fever for you
Flames to delerium.
As I think of you,
I promise to be true.
When my thoughts of you occur
There is no tedium.
I want to hold you tight
And squeeze with all my might.
It is hard to breathe quite right
And I'm talking 'bout me!
My pulse pounds so loud
It should attract a crowd
The trembling in my body
Means, please do not doubt me.
Oh baby, stop now
I do love you, I vow.
Just give me a chance to show
That's what love's all about.
You walk down the street
And my heart skips a beat.
Oh what a conflagration!
In my heart there's no doubt