I glance at you, furtively, And I sense itsy-bitsy butterflies Fluttering, all around. (CAPTION) "Crush" I glance at you, furtively, And I sense itsy-bitsy butterflies Fluttering, all around. You smile at me like, "Huh? Really? At me?" And I attempt to control the doltish grin That's about to break my face into halves.