Jupiter's Flight'
I'm at my wits' end
Just lackadaisical
Pulling your heartstrings
With the tip of my pencil
You flicker just like
A multi-colored
Old IBM computer
In my apartment
Pouring my heart out
Of the decanter
Sweet whiskey sours
For my favorite girl
In the world'
Take this love song to go'
You know I'm nonchalant'
With my words
As I twist and strut
On the cusp of sounding
Like a real 21st century
Oscar Wilde'
Oh Buttercup I like your style
When you gaze into my eyes
A little nice surprise
As you make common sense vanished
Into the dead of night
You're a tough nut to crack'
I like the way you look
Behind your Austen books
Immaculate with the way
You strolled through the terminal
Hop on the last plane
Prowl on the weekend
Looking for closure
In the back of a novel
A day-old whimsical'
There's no charm to equal
To the endless strand
Of amber over your shoulders'
Jess
Spare me your numbers'
You know I'm nonchalant'
With my words
As I twist and strut
On the cusp of sounding
Like a real 21st century
Oscar Wilde'
Oh Buttercup I like your style
When you gaze into my eyes
A little nice surprise
As you make common sense vanished
Into the dead of night
You're a tough nut to crack'
Just lackadaisical
Pulling your heartstrings
With the tip of my pencil
You flicker just like
A multi-colored
Old IBM computer
In my apartment
Pouring my heart out
Of the decanter
Sweet whiskey sours
For my favorite girl
In the world'
Take this love song to go'
You know I'm nonchalant'
With my words
As I twist and strut
On the cusp of sounding
Like a real 21st century
Oscar Wilde'
Oh Buttercup I like your style
When you gaze into my eyes
A little nice surprise
As you make common sense vanished
Into the dead of night
You're a tough nut to crack'
I like the way you look
Behind your Austen books
Immaculate with the way
You strolled through the terminal
Hop on the last plane
Prowl on the weekend
Looking for closure
In the back of a novel
A day-old whimsical'
There's no charm to equal
To the endless strand
Of amber over your shoulders'
Jess
Spare me your numbers'
You know I'm nonchalant'
With my words
As I twist and strut
On the cusp of sounding
Like a real 21st century
Oscar Wilde'
Oh Buttercup I like your style
When you gaze into my eyes
A little nice surprise
As you make common sense vanished
Into the dead of night
You're a tough nut to crack'
Credits
Writer(s): Gibran Vega
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