Your Smile Does Things To Me

i've got to tell you something devilishly frightful. full of promise and hope, compassion and indigo smiles. i've got to tell you something so explosive it'll make you want to dance, casting shadows above your head into the night's sky, you would think it's the forth of july. it's mega, larger than life. beautiful like library books and sultry like cigarettes in glamorous, dressed up people.. huffing and puffing on glamorous poison, sending fog into the night. i've got to tell you, i've got to tell you. this is going to come as a surprise, but then again you might have known all along, what i've got to tell you, got to tell you. and when i tell you, oh i can't wait to see your eyes for they will cast a glance into space like a fishing line out on the ocean and the waves will rock that line like what i've got to tell you will rock your vision. so let me, won't you let me tell you, you're ready i can see it in your lips, thirsty like a shark for what i've got to tell you, don't go and bare your teeth because oops! the sight of your smile has caught my off my feet and i've gone and forgotten, forgotten what i've got to tell you, got to tell you. but now i'll tell you something i know and smile makes me forget things i'm sure i already know.