what is it with English women...

Walk in  
blonde bombshell  
sky blue eyes  
makes me lose my words  
smiles like fucking sunshine  
I'm all butterflies and jelly  
 
Can I just smile and leave?  
cause I swear this flush  
across my skin  
is saying everything  
my tongue can't say  
even if I could find the words  
 
And she becomes a revolving door  
of beautiful torture  
cause what do you do  
when you can't escape  
this woman who takes  
your breath away?  
 
I relearn to talk  
look just past her when  
she speaks to me  
cause I'm bound  
to say something stupid  
the second I look her  
in the eyes  
 
And I don't presume  
to believe I'm her type  
because a woman like that  
would never look at  
a woman like me  
and melt  
 
Walk in  
blonde bombshell  
it's been over a year  
and I'm still all  
butterflies and jelly  
every time her gaze  
flicks my way