You don't need to tell me what I shouldn't do
The last thing that I need is you steppin' on my groove
Gonna put up a front and make it look easy
You'd never know
The damage that's done whenever you see me
It doesn't show
What a strange game we play
when our feelings get in the way and take hold
At the end of the day - It's you I obey
You need to know
You funk me up (You funk me up)
You funk me up (You funk me up)
Don't even know what it took me so long to see
You funk me up (You funk me up)
You funk me up (You funk me up)
What nobody else can do you do easily
Yeah
There ain't a day when I don't try and prove
The words I've been sayin' are taylor fit for you
I can tell your eyes I'm halfway believin'
You'd never know
The damage that we can do in an evening
When we let go
Try to hide every card so you don't break my guard
and take back all control
Like nobody does I tell you because
You need to know
I don't want to wait baby
Melt like wax and swing those hips
I want to hear those pants unzip
I just got to say - uh oh
So many fires left to ignite
Ain't nothin' wrong with feelin' right
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