Tell me that you love me girl and no one else I let you feel good girl within yourself Show me that you love me girl, it's just you and I And love me with all your might, right This is why you should let me be your lover What I'm thinking about you Is

I'm the hit-n-run lover Run for cover tonight You better get yourself runnin' I got hurricane comin' No warning surprise I'm gonna take my leave I want to plant my seed Don't let it shock you hold tight, hold tight You better run for cover

Better baby your baby with a love that's strong, Hold her and tell her you'll never do wrong. Better baby your baby, ?cause if you don't One day your baby?ll be gone. All you know it all lovers better heed some advice, If you're bad to your baby, you'd

I never heard a single word about you Falling in love wasn't my plan I never thought that I would be your lover Come on baby just understand This is real One, two, three, four This is it, here I stand

Good loving is my occupation I wanna give you good demonstration Let me hear your good demonstration I was born to be a lover Cutest thing in this town I got some love I want to demonstrate you When you get this down I want to suite you in inspiration

Like a vision standin' there, Lips poutin', a come-on stare, Come on, I thought I had your number, Workin' up an appetite for love, Don't let me die of hunger, Ain't ya got no heart, No compassion for your lover, When I get you on the floor, I find it's

To have and to hold A lover of the light So love the one you hold There'll be no value in the strength of walls that I have grown There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown But I'd be yours if you'd be mine And I'll be your goal And I will

Crimson and clover, honey It's me, your little Venice bitch If you weren't mine, I'd be Jealous of your love Over and over, honey On the stoop with the neighborhood kids Signin' off, bang bang, kiss kiss Oh God, miss you on my lips Callin' out, bang

I know we'll be lovers again, darling I know we'll be lovers again It's a matter of time The one in the end, I was your friend Till you see that I'm I got pictures of you in funny poses Letters from you with pressed yellow roses I've got souvenirs of fun

Forget about your house of cards And I'll do mine Denial, denial Fall off the table Your ears should be burning I don't want to be your friend I just want to be your lover No matter how it ends No matter how it starts