Oh, damn it.
Exactly what I need right now.
As if things were’t bad enough,
Flash! Bam! Alakazam!
Love came and hit me in the eye...
Your lights are so bright that they're blinding me, baby.

Doe-eyed sunshine, I know for a fact,
that there’s no way a male could move like that.

You are a confident and easy swing number
But I look at you and feel something more primal –
An African dance, expressive and reaching
For something intangible.
I’m not looking for something that can’t be found,
it just can’t be heard, seen, or explained.
But it is something that can be felt;
I would know, because I feel it when I look at you.

I’ll say, it’s just your dancing,
It’s just my jealousy,
And you are just a distraction –
So why does it seem like he's the one
distracting me from you?

a/n: lines in italics from Orange Coloured Sky by Natalie Cole.