Lyrics
The story didn't start 'til she walked in
The narrative begins when she entered the scene.
My world was gray 'til she started talking
Her presence brought color and vibrancy to my dull world.
So smooth, way her body moved was shocking
The gracefulness of her movements was astonishing.
She got me now, attention was locked in
I'm captivated and fully focused on her now.
Oh oh oh oh oh
She has a transformative effect, elevating my experience and mindset.
She painted the sky, she taught me to fly
-Oh oh oh oh oh
-I'm chasing the high she placed in my mind
-Now baby come on over, give me some Novocaine
Inviting her to provide a distraction, seeking relief akin to Novocaine to avoid succumbing to intense emotions from her lips.
Or else the taste of your lips might make me go insane
-Don't show me cold shoulder, just give me Novocaine
-Cuz girl the taste of your lips too good you can't be tamed
-Just give me Novocaine, just give me Novocaine
-A jumped fence, breath mints, and sunsets
Describing a romantic scenario, breaking free from constraints to embrace intimacy.
Her head rests so lightly on my chest
-Let's runaway, no babe don't you protest
-The way you breathe, it leaves me so breathless
-Oh oh oh oh oh
Reiterating the impact she has, comparing it to flying and chasing a euphoric feeling.
She painted the sky, she taught me to fly
-Oh oh oh oh oh
-I'm chasing the high she placed in my mind
-Now baby come on over, give me some Novocaine
Repeating the plea for Novocaine, emphasizing the irresistible allure of her lips.
Or else the taste of your lips might make me go insane
-Don't show me cold shoulder, just give me Novocaine
-Cuz girl the taste of your lips too good you can't be tamed
-Just give me Novocaine, just give me Novocaine
-Not again, not again, not again
Expressing a sense of déjà vu or repetition, with Novocaine being a recurring theme.
Novocaine, Novocaine, Novocaine
-Not again, not again, not again
-Novocaine, Novocaine, yeah
-Now baby come on over, give me some Novocaine
Reiterating the desire for Novocaine, underscoring the overwhelming impact of her lips.
Or else the taste of your lips might make me go insane
-Don't show me cold shoulder, just give me Novocaine
-Cuz girl the taste of your lips too good you can't be tamed
-Now baby come on over, give me some Novocaine
Continuing the plea for Novocaine, highlighting the inability to resist the enticing taste of her lips.
Or else the taste of your lips might make me go insane
-Don't show me cold shoulder, just give me Novocaine
-Cuz girl the taste of your lips too good you can't be tamed
-Just give me Novocaine, just give me Novocaine
-Yeah, just give me Novocaine
A final call for Novocaine, reinforcing the addictive nature of her presence.
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