Cause baby if you can’t tell, you’re what I wanna love on, ohh!
Wait ‘til I turn my love on
Wait ‘til wait till
Wait ‘til I turn my love on
You’ll get your thrill
Just promise you’ll be patient with the outcome
Come on
Cause baby if you can’t tell, you’re what I wanna love on
Why we conversing over this steak tartare when we could be
Somewhere other than here making out in the back of a car
Or in the back of a bar
Or we could make a memoir, yeah
On the back wall of the last stall in the bathroom at the bazaar
Oooh, if you think about falling, got you covered like garments