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Smitten (Crushed)
Adults never have silly crushes. But I'm apparently not an adult, so I wrote this prayer.
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» highest in sub-genre: # 109 (29,287 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic General) » today's position: # 4227 in Acoustic
» today's position in sub-genre: # 1206 in Acoustic General
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Smitten (Crushed)
Not so pretty, not so bright,
A little bit married, her sign’s not right
But none of that matters because the seeds have been sewn
Crushes are like that, they live on their own.
No hope for the wicked, no hope for the good
When you’re lost in a crush, you couldn’t fight if you would
I try to stand tall; I try to look cool,
But it’s hopeless, I’m busted, she knows I’m her fool
I’m smitten! Crushed! Smitten! Crushed!
Smitten! Crushed like a mosquito, my blood on her hand
I gave her my power, her wish my command
I’m Smitten!
What did I say? What did I do?
Why’d she pick me? What she feels isn’t true
She’s not my type at all, and I’m not hers either
I’m not who she thinks, don’t crush me beneath her
I don’t love her at all, I don’t even like her
Don’t flirt with the kitten, it turns into the tiger
I won’t take advantage; I put up walls to resist her
But she’s crushed on me like I was crushed on her sister
She’s smitten! Crushed! Smitten! Crushed!
Smitten! Crushed like a mosquito, her blood on my hand
I didn’t know it was her, it wasn’t my plan, but she’s
Smitten!
I’m tired of the struggle, I’ve lost one too many
Loaned out self respect, sold my heart for a penny
I made all the wrong choices, heartbroken heartbreaker
So I leave it to you, God, be my matchmaker
You know what I need, you know what I cry for
Pick the one right for me, and the one that I’m right for
Just one perfect match, just once before we die
Line us back to back, turn us round eye to eye
And smite us! Crush us! Smite us! Crush us!
Smite us! Crush us like bugs; mix our blood in your hand
Pour it back in our bodies, so that woman and man are
Smitten! Crushed!
Copyright 2004, Bruce McKinney
Not so pretty, not so bright,
A little bit married, her sign’s not right
But none of that matters because the seeds have been sewn
Crushes are like that, they live on their own.
No hope for the wicked, no hope for the good
When you’re lost in a crush, you couldn’t fight if you would
I try to stand tall; I try to look cool,
But it’s hopeless, I’m busted, she knows I’m her fool
I’m smitten! Crushed! Smitten! Crushed!
Smitten! Crushed like a mosquito, my blood on her hand
I gave her my power, her wish my command
I’m Smitten!
What did I say? What did I do?
Why’d she pick me? What she feels isn’t true
She’s not my type at all, and I’m not hers either
I’m not who she thinks, don’t crush me beneath her
I don’t love her at all, I don’t even like her
Don’t flirt with the kitten, it turns into the tiger
I won’t take advantage; I put up walls to resist her
But she’s crushed on me like I was crushed on her sister
She’s smitten! Crushed! Smitten! Crushed!
Smitten! Crushed like a mosquito, her blood on my hand
I didn’t know it was her, it wasn’t my plan, but she’s
Smitten!
I’m tired of the struggle, I’ve lost one too many
Loaned out self respect, sold my heart for a penny
I made all the wrong choices, heartbroken heartbreaker
So I leave it to you, God, be my matchmaker
You know what I need, you know what I cry for
Pick the one right for me, and the one that I’m right for
Just one perfect match, just once before we die
Line us back to back, turn us round eye to eye
And smite us! Crush us! Smite us! Crush us!
Smite us! Crush us like bugs; mix our blood in your hand
Pour it back in our bodies, so that woman and man are
Smitten! Crushed!
Copyright 2004, Bruce McKinney
