(Robin Wiley/Steve Mandile) I am as gaurded as Alcatraz when I want to be Never been disarmed by boyish charm So darlin' you tell me Why do I throw down my weapons When you smile so harmlessly I stay as calm as Mona Lisa Keep my cool, come what may The perfect picture of composure So it bothers me to say That I go wild as a Picasso When you look at me that way Oooh I'm helpless I'm breathless I can't guess Why you get to me I'm fallin' So hopelessly You get-you get to me I am as valiant as Galahad In the face of fear Never one to run from danger So to me it isn't clear Why I tremble like a coward When you whisper in my ear Oooh I'm helpless I'm breathless I can't guess Why you get to me I'm fallin' So hopelessly You get-you get to me I stand solid as Gilbraltar Against life's rain and wind A will of granit that nobody yet Has made a blemish in But I liquefy like quicksand When your fingers touch my skin Ooooh I'm helpless I'm breathless I can"t guess Why you get to me I'm fallin' So hopelessly You get-you get to me/ Your sweetness My weakness Can't fight this You get to me You thrill me You kill me I will be Fallin', fallin', fallin', fallin', I'm helpless I'm breathless I can't guess why Oooh Your sweetness My weakness