What Makes You Trip-able
*A song about my clumsy-ness
You're insecure, I know what for
You're turning heads when you slam your face on the flo-o-or
I'm cracking up
My face lit up
Being the way that you are ain't eno-o-ough
Everyone else in the room just saw that
Your reputation is screw-ewed
Chorus:
Baby, you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you trip on air gets me overwhelmed
But when you fall to the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know (oh, oh)
You don't know you're trip-able
If only you saw what I can see,
You'd understand why I laugh
so tremendously
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know (oh, oh)
You're such a clutz, and it ain't bull
So co-come on
You got it wrong
To stay up-right, you better hold aw-aw-on
I know wha-why, you're being shy
And fall backwards with your feet towards the sky-i-i
Everyone else in the room just saw that
Your reputation is screw-ewed
*Chorus
Baby, you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you trip on air gets me overwhelmed
But when you fall to the ground, it ain't hard to tell
You don't know (oh, oh)
You don't know you're trip-able