Nervous

Cigarettes make me nervous

And I turn water into wine

And I called you on purpose

'Cause I know you got the time

Cigarettes make me nervous

And I turn water into wine

And I called you on purpose

'Cause I know you got the time

My novel on the go

Ooh, my second home

Blue confetti girl

The way you look at me

Sympathy, you got me in my nerves

Where'd my liquor go, girl?

Swing me off my feet

And I'll admit defeat

Put your medal on

I'll make us some tea

Put your records on

In and out of sleep

I'll see you tomorrow

I'll make us some tea

Put your records on

In and out