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