Cupid struck and hit the hay
I got tongue-tied with the things I wanted to say
So many things raced through my mind
A song I want to sing but couldn’t seem to find
Love struck or love bug, hey, whatever!
I think I’m coming down with a fever
Is it just me or is the world spinning too fast?
Something like this is too good to last
What do I say? I choke when I try to talk
I stand up but get tipsy when I try to walk
I run around like a sugar-rushed child
Carefree, somewhat annoying and wild
This is what happens when you’ve been hit by cupid’s arrow
The moment it ends, you might end up in sorrow
So I guess I’ll enjoy this crazy feeling for now
I’ll get through it, some way, somehow