Paroles de 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