(Thinking of you) Do you wanna talk Do you wanna talk it through Swear I ain't got anything on my mind I don't wanna talk to you I'm protected (Don't ask me) (I'm just thinking of you) Don't fall into my arms

I don't wanna waste your time baby I just wanna make you come to me Comfortable baby, so come here darling And come for me baby I don't wanna waste a second, no girl I just wanna make you come dance with me Come talk to me, come here darling Come here

Yes, no, maybe I'm sorry for talking crazy Don't do this to me, baby (But I ain't really tripping if you ain't tryna come back Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at) (I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart? Could've sworn that you

Instead, you wanna wait until I'm coming home Oh, I know that you won't let it go Can't we just talk it out before I go? It's hard for me to say this without sounding impatient And I know you know You know how we can fix it Just tell me and I'll listen,

Oh, oobee doo, I wanna be like you I wanna walk like you, talk like you, too You'll just see it's true, an ape like me Now I'm the King of the swingers Oh, the jungle VIP I've reached the top and had to stop And that's what's botherin' me I wanna be a

But that's all I wanna do right now I wanna sleep next to you And I wanna come home to you So come over now and talk me down But home is just a room full of my safest sounds I wanna hold hands with you (Talk me down) But I wanna sleep next to you 'Cause

I can feel it on your mind C'mon, you're talking about it around the house C'mon, uh, baby I love to hear your mouth We've had a conversation, but you know that's just a fraction What you wanna say about me Is I'm all talk, and no action C'mon, you hear

I just wanna talk to ya, talk to ya Maybe I can mend your heart with mine Take you from my broken paradise (paradise, paradise) Take you from my broken paradise I know it's hard to trust someone like me When it's my reputation that's first to speak I

If you wanna get down, throw another touchdown Get back to the corner, get slewed couple rounds I'm still in the B-Town, I'm still in downtown I'm in the B's, yeah Know just by the way that you talk I can tell there's something in you, hoe Look at me

Talk to me nicely, oww 'Cause you control my vices I just wanna fuck you on your night shift Driveway lookin' like midlife crisis You control my vices We was up grindin' on the night shift All day, gave my dog suicidal crisis Priceless, I just want to