Stumblin' In
Chris Norman
3:57How can you just sit there with your eyes upon a platter Speaking in third person as if I don't really matter You've all but given up to find a way to bury me I'm a ghost that won't lay lowbusy bee I know he planned a party rave underneath the table And she could give two shits about my video on cable Tell me that I can't and then I'll do it twice for fun I'm not blonde or 21but I strike lightning I strike through Am I frightening I found the outline of your ego when it moves Does it freak you out I find the heart to cut in two I strike lightning I strike through I'm chewing on a gummy while I finish up a song I know they're gonna hate it, they'll say it's not my genre Well, they can kill it, worm will win it, burrow in like it's tinnitus I won't quit until I'm finished I'm not done 'til I strike lightning I strike through Am I frightening I found the outline of your ego when it moves So, does it freak you out I find the heart to cut in two I strike lightning And I strike through (Whoa whoa whoa oh) (Whoa whoa whoa oh) How can I just sit here with my heart upon a platter Speaking in first person like I think I really matter I thought of giving up, then I thought again you see I'm a ghost that won't lay lowbusy bee I strike lightning I strike through Am I frightening I found the outline of your ego when it moves Sometimes it freaks me out I find the heart I cut in two I strike lightning And I strike through (Whoa whoa whoa oh) (Whoa whoa whoa oh) Oh...