Lyrics

Yeah, yeah aye Butterflies make me wanna play But i can't do this all day, all day He's searching for love but it's hard to find Every time he think he has it, it's just a state of mind He meets these girls, they're beautiful and bold But soon enough they're true colours unfold, unfold He thought he found the one at the bar, at the bar They talked all night underneath the neon stars He invited her back to his wanting more He thought this could be the one The one, the one he's been waiting for He thought to himself (Herbology) Not that You put your jacket up but there's no rack, no rack I ask if you wanna come back and relax Not knowing she was a Nympho, Nymphomaniac Nymphomaniac? (Maniac, maniac, maniac) You put your jacket up but there's no rack, no rack I ask if you wanna come back and relax Not knowing she was a Nympho, Nymphomaniac (Maniac, maniac, maniac) Now he had to, had to clear his mind But as he walked down the street He met her with a smile She seemed so different, so sincere and so worthwhile But as they got to know each other he began to see that she was like the others Wanting him, only, physically (Damn) (Surely not again) You put your jacket up but there's no rack, no rack I ask if you wanna come back and relax Not knowing she was a Nympho, Nymphomaniac Another one? Oh my GOD (Maniac, maniac, maniac) You put your jacket up but there's no rack, no rack I ask if you wanna come back and relax Not knowing she was a Nympho, Nymphomaniac Nymphomaniac? (Maniac, maniac, maniac)
Writer(s): Jack Davey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out