Philosophising with Justin Timberlake
Love makes me stupid.
Clumsy.. Totally uncharming.. .. It takes away the know-it-all powers I've earned over the last few years.
You want me to charm the pants off some boy? No problem. Want me to carry over a tray of drinks through a crowd of people, while still shaking my ass in a reasonably attractive way? sure thing..
You want me to charm this one? No dice. Want me to walk and speak at the same time? Again, I make no promises.
Something about finding a tall, handsome boy who is smart and well read and articulate and lovely makes me completely useless.
I'm thinking about this... sitting in my living room, contemplating the latest spilled drink/mispronounced word (that I say EVERY day)/unfortunate whatever.... about how love makes you dumb.... and i"m listening to my ipod on shuffle... As I'm trying to come up with the terminology to describe my current condition, a new song starts.
Yep, he's got it right... i'm lovestoned.
Thank you JT.
Clumsy.. Totally uncharming.. .. It takes away the know-it-all powers I've earned over the last few years.
You want me to charm the pants off some boy? No problem. Want me to carry over a tray of drinks through a crowd of people, while still shaking my ass in a reasonably attractive way? sure thing..
You want me to charm this one? No dice. Want me to walk and speak at the same time? Again, I make no promises.
Something about finding a tall, handsome boy who is smart and well read and articulate and lovely makes me completely useless.
I'm thinking about this... sitting in my living room, contemplating the latest spilled drink/mispronounced word (that I say EVERY day)/unfortunate whatever.... about how love makes you dumb.... and i"m listening to my ipod on shuffle... As I'm trying to come up with the terminology to describe my current condition, a new song starts.
Yep, he's got it right... i'm lovestoned.
Thank you JT.