I can think of nothing else
When I wake up in the morning and I rub my eyes
I can think of nothing else in my bed at night
Burning up but also freezing
There’s a feeling deep down here in my stomach
Like a hundred million brilliant little butterflies
Exploding in an orgy of outrageous color
And this girl I’m seeing is the reason
And I understand
About injustices and all the inequality
And I understand
She wants to make this world a better place for everybody
And when we go out
And she’s sharing all this vital information with me
The way that she smells
God help me, I can think of nothing else
So now I’m feeling like I’m really just an awful person
As I stand here volunteering at the hospital
I do and say the things to keep up the good guy appearance
But I’m really wishing she would meet me in the closet
I don’t want to make her feel like she’s
In a relationship with nothing but a sex addict
And I know that when we do it, she’s probably thinking
He’s so into it, it’s like he’s never had it
But in a way it’s true - it’s never been like this
Not even close as far as I can tell
Can I help it if this girl has got the sweetest kiss?
So sexy, I can think of nothing else
Let me tell you what happened
I went to see my priest in the confessional
I guess that what I shared was pretty questionable
He started telling me this is how Satan fell
And so apparently I’m going straight to hell
Today she made me breakfast – it’s like I never eaten
Don’t mean to sound sexist – she’s got ‘em all beaten
I really wish I could but I can’t help myself
She does it all so good, I can think of nothing else