About Me
My pressure on your hips, Sinking my fingertips
Into every inch of you, Cause I know that's what you want me to do
So come to bed It's getting late, There's no more time for us to waste
Remember how my body tastes, You feel your heart begin to race
Cool these engines calm these jets I ask you how hot it can get
And as you wipe off beads of sweat slowly you say I'm not there yet
I know I don't know you but I want you so bad
