You're beautiful, beautiful, you should know it I think it's time, think it's time that you show it Well baby what you doing? where you at? where you at? Why you acting so shy? holding back, holding back We're not the only ones doing it like that, it

Darling if you want to I'm on the line What you're doing I want to talk you back to sleep We can work this out I know we cannot touch I need to hear your voice But we gotta try to

I've got a fast ride waiting on a slow roll I'm cranking up a little Straight on the radio Mmm girl, mmm girl, yeah you're working it flirting Got your tummy out on the prowl Mmm girl, mmm girl, what you doing for the rest of the night? What you doing

'Cause since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess And I've missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress Won't you come on over, stop making a fool out of me And I think of all the things, What you're doing and in my head I paint a

It ain't what you do, its what you do tonight And there ain’t no shortcut to doing something right If you knew what I knew, she’ll be yours tonight Just look around the club 'cause you're here to have a good time I'm so confused, if you only knew she

Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal Just laughing and gay like a clown (ooh ooh) I'm wearing my heart like a crown Pretending that you're still around Oh yes, I'm the great pretender (ooh ooh) Pretending I'm doing well (ooh ooh) My need is

Head, cars, bending Drink, fuck, spew Telephone you If you're alone in your room, what's that boy doing? Keep your voice low Stop looking at my friends They get exactly what you say Can we go now? Not staying 'til the end

Yeah, I lose it Girl, I lose it I don't think you know what you're doing to me You got my heart skip-skipping a beat You're not close enough so that space between You and me, let's lose it The way you're dancing, swaying to the music Girl, that body and

If I want to Jim Jones painting in a blue bedroom Keep your pretty promise to yourself Psychic Television and Death in June Look out 'cause you know what you're doing

I don't belong here I wish I was special You're so fuckin' special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry