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Drivin' my convertible 60 miles On the turnpike west of the boulevard Then I felt something over my shoulder A pretty little thing looking just a bit older
Green eyes, perfect smile, hair for miles That can drive me wild. I must be memorized Rest stop five miles ahead I jumped in her benz and began to say
That I wanted Everything you are And I wanted You to be my girl Yeah I wanted Something just for me Yeah I wanted, you.
It's funny how things always happen like this Never ever like you might have guessed Intuition you never knew exists Until you find someone that fills you. Like a bucket of water spilling over cold rain Love is happy why do I feel pain? Is it you or just the thought of you That makes me wanted.
Got my itchin' myself Crawling deep in my skin Temperature rising from the simple sin of You I can feel the wind and It reminds me of the days begin
Back to the turnpike with that other girl She'll never make up for how you change my world And I think you're the only one but Hold on let me tell someone
That I wanted Everything you are And I wanted You to be my girl Yeah I wanted Something just for me Yeah I wanted, you.
It's funny how things always happen like this Never ever like you might have guessed Intuition you never knew exists Until you find someone that fills you. Like a bucket of water spilling over cold rain Love is happy why do I feel pain? Is it you or just the thought of you That makes me wanted
What am I to do because I'm falling for you But then again I see she loves me to Am I loser, what should I do? There's you and there's her and there's others too.
It's funny how things always happen like this Never ever like you might have guessed Intuition you never knew exists Until you find someone that fills you. Like a bucket of water spilling over cold rain Love is happy why do I feel pain? Is it you or just the thought of you? That makes me wanted
Yeah I wanted Yeah I wanted
Like a bucket of water spilling over cold rain Love is happy why do I feel pain? Is it you or just the thought of you? That makes me wanted