Yeah... uh.

Yo, check the vital signs.

This ain't in no medical journal.

Listen.

Walked in the room, everything went outta focus

Felt a sudden sharp pain, like some hocus pocus

My heartbeat's jumpin', a frantic drum solo

Can't diagnose the feeling, flyin' solo

Tryna play it cool, tryna keep my composure

But my insides are twistin' with every step you get closer

It's an internal affair, a biological reaction

Got me clutchin' my side, you're the one attackin'

They say listen to your gut, well my gut is screamin'

Some kind of inflammation from all of this dreamin'

I ain't no doctor, got no M.D.

But I know a critical condition when I see.

(Chorus)

'Cause are you my appendix? For real, I gotta ask

You got me all confused, you're a beautiful task

I don't know how you work, or what you're all about

But this feeling in my stomach makes me wanna take you out.

Yeah, are you my appendix? A medical mystery

You're rewriting my entire internal history

I don't know your function, girl, I'm filled with doubt

But this feeling in my stomach makes me wanna take you out.

This ain't butterflies, this is a five-alarm case

Got my pulse goin' wild, runnin' all over the place

I'm searchin' WebMD for all of my symptoms

A smile from you, and my whole nervous system just glitches

It's a mystery, you're a vestigial part of my soul

Somethin' I didn't know I needed to make me feel whole

Useless to some, but to me, you're essential

This feeling's gettin' serious, it's confidential

The pressure is buildin', could rupture any minute

My world's got you in it, and I gotta be in it

Forget a consultation, I'm makin' the call

Time for a procedure before I lose it all.

(Chorus)

'Cause are you my appendix? For real, I gotta ask

You got me all confused, you're a beautiful task

I don't know how you work, or what you're all about

But this feeling in my stomach makes me wanna take you out.

Yeah, are you my appendix? A medical mystery

You're rewriting my entire internal history

I don't know your function, girl, I'm filled with doubt

But this feeling in my stomach makes me wanna take you out.

(Bridge)

Look, forget the scalpel, forget the E.R.

Let's just hit a restaurant, under the stars

I'm talkin' 'bout a date night, not a surgery

This feeling's an emergency, but you're the remedy

It's a double-entendre, the wordplay is the key

I just wanna take you out, so you can be with me

Prescription: one dinner. Your place or mine.

Just say the word, girl, give me the sign.

(Chorus)

'Cause are you my appendix? For real, I gotta ask

You got me all confused, you're a beautiful task

I don't know how you work, or what you're all about

But this feeling in my stomach makes me wanna take you out.

Yeah, are you my appendix? A medical mystery

You're rewriting my entire internal history

I don't know your function, girl, I'm filled with doubt

But this feeling in my stomach makes me wanna take you out.

Yeah... take you out.

Like, with a doctor's precision.

Uh huh.

To a candlelight dinner.

Stat.

Yeah.

What's the diagnosis?

Let me know...