Music: Aidan Whitehall
I get the strange feeling in my garden.
I love you so much that I get nervous and I throw up.
I hope that doesn't cross you out darling
It's just these butterflies.Can't take the way I feel for you.
Do you wanna go out this Friday night?
I can't promise you that I will turn up. With an appetite.
I hope that doesn't put you off, my dear.
Cause just these butterflies.Can't take the way I'm feel for you.
So even though that i've got nothing in my stomach.
And I'll remain to be pretty scrummy
My head and my heart is filled with you.
But I still hope that I will come around.
Cause it's pretty freaking awkward.
When I need to let it out.
Still my head and my heart is filled with you.
I hope it doesn't cross you out, darling.
It's just these butterflies.
Can't take the way I feel for you.