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
