sunday dreamers end up last
fixing holes in sunken past
please don't blame me for my lies
just to keep him by my side
i don't mind if papa cares or
even if my mama stares
step right in let
this be true
i beg you get to think the way i do i got
you
i got you under my skin
i got you over my grin
i got you under my skin
i got you
i got you under my kiss
i got you over my lips
i got you under my skin
picture this through cherry bloom
such a crime becoming two whe
firecrackers shoot my mind
into such a spin i cry from
all these secrets
we have shaded
you helped make them
now i play it
over and over and over and over
a rhyme so cruel
i beg you get to think the way i do
you
i got you under my skin
i got you over my grin
i got you under my skin
i got you
i got you under my kiss
i got you over my lips
i got you under my skin i got
you
i got you under my skin
i got you over my grin
i got you under my skin
i want to dance so
come on dance
woohhoo
kick those shoes off
come on dance
ye who
woooohhooo i got
you
i got you under my skin
i got you over my grin
i got you under my skin
i got you
i got you under my kiss
i got you over my lips
i got you under my skin i got
you
i got you under my skin
i got you over my grin
i got you under my skin