Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim
&& your hands are shaking as you're sliding off her dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God she was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing
As you're fingers touch your skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any girl you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Boy I was it look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no you know it will always just be, me
Lets get these teen hearts beating faster, faster.
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