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I'm starting to be open to the idea that you know me too.
I like it when you hold me to you, and I like it when you scold me too, uh.
Well, your lips and fingernails are all glowing, and I know that I should be going, but I need devotion.
And you flick another ash out on the old, on the old patio, and I get to hoping.
I'd rather take the long way home, so we can laugh and sing a couple more songs.
Stay up late and watch your favorite show.
Grow some weed and cuddle up real close.
When your lips and fingernails are all mine, I promise to take my time giving you devotion.
When something's wrong, you can tell me 'bout the whole thing.
If you call out to me, I'll swing the door open for me.
Oh, I like it when you rock me steady, just like a baby. I don't mind if when you talk to me shy way.
I don't mind.
Well, I done read, I done learned every move of your body.
Well, don't waste another dime, that's good jukebox money.
And if you kiss me, I might yell out, "Hallelujah! "
And if you miss me, I'm running right to you, giving you devotion.
Well, and if you touch me, I might holler like old Ned.
Baby, play another slow jam, give me some devotion.
English translation
I'm starting to be open to the idea that you know me too.
I like it when you hold me to you, and I like it when you scold me too, uh.
Well, your lips and fingernails are all glowing, and I know that I should be going, but I need devotion.
And you flick another ash out on the old, on the old patio, and I get to hoping.
I'd rather take the long way home, so we can laugh and sing a couple more songs.
Stay up late and watch your favorite show.
Grow some weed and cuddle up real close.
When your lips and fingernails are all mine, I promise to take my time giving you devotion.
When something's wrong, you can tell me 'bout the whole thing.
If you call out to me, I'll swing the door open for me.
Oh, I like it when you rock me steady, just like a baby. I don't mind if when you talk to me shy way.
I don't mind.
Well, I done read, I done learned every move of your body.
Well, don't waste another dime, that's good jukebox money.
And if you kiss me, I might yell out, "Hallelujah! "
And if you miss me, I'm running right to you, giving you devotion.
Well, and if you touch me, I might holler like old Ned.
Baby, play another slow jam, give me some devotion.
