More songs by Lucky Daye
Description
Composer Lyricist, Producer, Recording Engineer: Dernst "D'Mile" Emile II
Composer Lyricist, Producer: Yonatan "Chiiild" Ayal
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer: John Kercy
Mastering Engineer: Colin Leonard
Composer Lyricist: India Shawn
Composer Lyricist: Alexander Duncan IV
Composer Lyricist: Colin Munroe
Composer Lyricist: Rudolph O. Catwell II
Composer Lyricist: David Brown
Lyrics and translation
Original
Let's complicate it without a reason. Let's be more than friends.
Tip over the ledge, 'til we get intoxicated.
Your body's speaking, what ain't broken, bend.
Don't know where we'll end, 'til we begin. Take me up on Sweet Lane, down to Sticky
Avenue.
All the things that we could do, won't be long until we get to
Cotton Candy
Boulevard.
Touch me baby, push to start, yeah.
Drive it 'til we go too far, too far.
Cotton Candy Boulevard.
So come and get me. I'm more than ready.
I'm more than ready to love.
Boy, come and get me. I'm more than ready.
I'm more than ready to love. Not for nothing, this feeling's too strong.
And we can't slow the breaks. I'm tempted for just one taste, forbidden fruit.
If this moment could ever be wrong, right won't sway my way. And time couldn't erase what's tried and true.
Take me up on
Sweet Lane, down to Sticky Avenue.
All the things that we could do, won't be long until we get to Cotton Candy
Boulevard. 'Til we get to.
Touch me baby, push to start. Ooh, yeah.
Yeah. Drive it 'til we go too far.
Oh, oh.
Cotton Candy Boulevard.
Oh. So come and get me. Get me, baby. I'm more than ready.
I'm more than ready to love. Ready to love.
Boy, come and get me. Oh, come. I'm more than ready. And get me.
I'm more than ready. More than ready to be loved. Ooh.
Yeah.
Ooh. Ooh. Ooh.
Ooh, ooh.
Take me up on Sweet Lane, down to Sticky Avenue.
Ooh.
Ooh. We ooh. Ooh. Ooh, yeah.
English translation
Let's complicate it without a reason. Let's be more than friends.
Tip over the ledge, 'til we get intoxicated.
Your body's speaking, what ain't broken, bend.
Don't know where we'll end, 'til we begin. Take me up on Sweet Lane, down to Sticky
Avenue.
All the things that we could do, won't be long until we get to
Cotton Candy
Boulevard.
Touch me baby, push to start, yeah.
Drive it 'til we go too far, too far.
Cotton Candy Boulevard.
So come and get me. I'm more than ready.
I'm more than ready to love.
Boy, come and get me. I'm more than ready.
I'm more than ready to love. Not for nothing, this feeling's too strong.
And we can't slow the breaks. I'm tempted for just one taste, forbidden fruit.
If this moment could ever be wrong, right won't sway my way. And time couldn't erase what's tried and true.
Take me up on
Sweet Lane, down to Sticky Avenue.
All the things that we could do, won't be long until we get to Cotton Candy
Boulevard. 'Til we get to.
Touch me baby, push to start. Ooh, yeah.
Yeah. Drive it 'til we go too far.
Oh, oh.
Cotton Candy Boulevard.
Oh. So come and get me. Get me, baby. I'm more than ready.
I'm more than ready to love. Ready to love.
Boy, come and get me. Oh, come. I'm more than ready. And get me.
I'm more than ready. More than ready to be loved. Ooh.
Yeah.
Ooh. Ooh. Ooh.
Ooh, ooh.
Take me up on Sweet Lane, down to Sticky Avenue.
Ooh.
Ooh. We ooh. Ooh. Ooh, yeah.