Marcus Smith - P.O.F. (Prettiest of Fishes) Lyrics

Excuse me miss but you’re the prettiest of fishes
Think I heard a choir when you first stepped in my vision
Permission to hold your hand, and if you grant, I’ll be romantic
I’m so caught up in the moment, there's no need to know semantics
Wait a minute I lost my train of thought
I got lost in your eyes and forgot
See I’m smooth as Shakespeare, Eloquent as Cyrano
Sweet as fresh cupcakes, some call me an Oreo
Cuz I’m black on the outside and oh so delicious
That was fuckin awkward, I’m the farthest thing from vicious
With wishes, from my genie, whom I asked for all your kisses
I see you there giggling, now I know how charming this is
This is, where it’s silence and I’m feeling like a dummy
Cuz I’m nervous, clamming up and kinda thinking about running
But my dad once said "only do it if it feels right"
So I like the way this feels and maybe one day you’ll be mine
I'm feeling you
Feeling you
I’m real nervous, don’t know what to expect
I mean, anything could really happen next
Like, answer no, then I get upset
And have me wishing that I didn’t, fill my head with regrets
Then there's yes, that's a possibility
But then again, what if she ain’t feeling me
I don’t care, I got all these feelings
Got em stacked up and they're busting through the ceiling see
Whatever, pull yourself together
Need to quit this chat about the weather
Whether or not, this girls that into me
I can say that I did it, and I leave with my dignity
Took a breath, it was the deepest of the deep
Pulled out a ring, and I bent upon my knee
I closed my eyes because I couldn’t bare to see
Then I asked,
Baby, will you marry me
I'm feeling you
Feeling you

Excuse me miss but you’re the prettiest of fishes
Think I heard a choir when you first stepped in my vision
Permission to hold your hand, and if you grant, I’ll be romantic
I’m so caught up in the moment, there's no need to know semantics
Wait a minute I lost my train of thought
I got lost in your eyes and forgot
See I’m smooth as Shakespeare, Eloquent as Cyrano
Sweet as fresh cupcakes, some call me an Oreo
Cuz I’m black on the outside and oh so delicious
That was fuckin awkward, I’m the farthest thing from vicious
With wishes, from my genie, whom I asked for all your kisses
I see you there giggling, now I know how charming this is
This is, where it’s silence and I’m feeling like a dummy
Cuz I’m nervous, clamming up and kinda thinking about running
But my dad once said "only do it if it feels right"
So I like the way this feels and maybe one day you’ll be mine
I'm feeling you
Feeling you
I’m real nervous, don’t know what to expect
I mean, anything could really happen next
Like, answer no, then I get upset
And have me wishing that I didn’t, fill my head with regrets
Then there's yes, that's a possibility
But then again, what if she ain’t feeling me
I don’t care, I got all these feelings
Got em stacked up and they're busting through the ceiling see
Whatever, pull yourself together
Need to quit this chat about the weather
Whether or not, this girls that into me
I can say that I did it, and I leave with my dignity
Took a breath, it was the deepest of the deep
Pulled out a ring, and I bent upon my knee
I closed my eyes because I couldn’t bare to see
Then I asked,
Baby, will you marry me
I'm feeling you
Feeling you