Annabelle

My temper's a flame with a mind of its own My dreams are a ship that can't stay afloat My thoughts are a choir that sing out of tune My heart is a hotel that's fresh out of rooms Every single word I've spoken now Is like an old sedan that's broken down Annabelle I'm under your spell You know that it's true You're my lazy Sunday afternoon Annabelle I'm under your spell Spell Your eyes are like diamonds, a guide to your soul If life is a dance I won't go it alone If life is a river I'm panning for gold I guess that you don't know it yet But luck's not involved Every single word I've spoken now Is like an old sedan that's broken down Annabelle I'm under your spell You know that it's true You're my lazy Sunday afternoon Annabelle I'm under your spell You're the extra nuggets that I didn't order My miracle, my wine from water I didn't see it coming but I guess I oughtta Annabelle I'm under your spell You know that it's true You're my lazy Sunday afternoon Annabelle I'm under your spell Spell Spell Spell