Ants in My Pants

Information
Album: Baseball: An Album by Sayanything   

Year: 2001

Track number: 3    

Lyrics

       

Stress can breed a psychopath,

You're all that calms me down

I forget that I'm a mess when you're around

Please can you be home tonight

Say it's not over yet

My human tranquilizer

My pretty percocet

I just want to chill with you tonight, girl

I wish that I could chill with you tonight

Stop the worries that keep forming in my head

'Cause I've got ants in my pants unless it's you in them instead

Oh baby I was a faker before you, was a faker before you. I was a faker before you

Let's go

Tomorrow brings a busy day

It's overstuffed with time

I need to hear you breathing on the line

And you can be closed minded

If you have open arms

Why cant I ever work my wily charms on you?

I just want to chill with you tonight, girl

I wish that I could chill with you tonight

Stop the worries that keep forming in my head

'Cause I've got ants in my pants unless it's you in them instead

Oh baby I was a faker before you, was a faker before you. I was a faker before you

And you still weren't home when I dialed up the phone in the evening

So I'm twiddling thumbs and I'm wondering whats this Im feeling

I may be strong below the belt

But not with what I thought and felt

That blissful night I knelt

Between your legs

Between our heads

Between our hearts

I was a faker before you

I was a faker before you

I was a faker before you

I was a faker before you

I was a faker before you. . .