Hey
come over here
you're cuter when you're next to me
They tellin me about stages and bases
but all I want is to look into your face
as you tell me all about your day
I'm so tired of these games
I don't see why it must be a race
when it should be like a vacation
wastin time takin it slow, I don't just want to taste it
I want you as my home, a girl I can call my own
not a lease or a loan
not just a simple night to make you moan
rather every night spent growin
in you in me in us
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