作词 : Julian Bunetta/Steph Jones/Sabrina Carpenter

作曲 : Julian Bunetta/Steph Jones/Sabrina Carpenter

[Intro]

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (Oh-oh, la-la)

Da-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Think I only want one number in my phone

I might change your contact to "don't leave me alone"

You said you like my eyes and you like to make 'em roll

Treat me like a queen, now you got me feelin' thrown, oh

[Pre-Chorus]

But I can't help myself when you get close to me

Baby, my tongue goes numb, sounds like "bleh-blah-bleh"

I don't want no one else (No, no), baby, I'm in too deep

Here's a lil' song I wrote (A song I wrote), it's about you and me (Me)

[Chorus]

I'll be honest

Lookin' at you got me thinkin' nonsense

Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in

And when you got your arms around me

Oh, it feels so good

I had to jump the octave

I think I got an ex, but I forgot him

And I can't find my chill, I must've lost it

I don't even know, I'm talkin' nonsense

I'm talkin', I'm talkin' (Ah-ah-ah-ah)

[Verse 2]

I'm talkin' all around the clock

I'm talkin' hope nobody knocks

I'm talkin' opposite of soft

I'm talkin' wild, wild thoughts

You gotta keep up with me

I got some young energy

I caught the L-O-V-E

How do you do this to me?

[Pre-Chorus]

But I can't help myself when you get close to me

Baby, my tongue goes numb, sounds like "bleh-blah-bleh-bleh"

And I don't want no one else (No, no), baby, I'm in too deep (Too deep)

Here's a lil' song I wrote (A song I wrote), it's about you and me

[Chorus]

I'll be honest (Honest)

Lookin' at you got me thinkin' nonsense (Nonsense)

Cartwheels in my stomach when you walk in (When you walk in)

When you got your arms around me

Oh, it feels so good

I had to hit the octave

I think I got an ex, but I forgot him

And I can't find my chill, I must've lost it

I don't even know, I'm talkin' nonsense (Oh-oh)

I'm talkin', I'm talkin', I'm talkin'

[Bridge]

I'm talkin', I'm talkin' (Na-na-na), I'm talkin'

(Blah-blah, blah-blah)

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah (Ah-ah)

I don't even know anymore

(Oh)

[Outro]

This song catchier than chickenpox is

I bet your house is where my other sock is

Woke up this morning, thought I'd write a pop hit, ha-ha

How quickly can you take your clothes off? Pop quiz

That one's not gonna make it

Most of these aren't gonna make—