I like secrets, I can't tell you now
How I'm thinking, how to lay it out
Plain and simple, you can say it slow
I want more
No my timing isn't perfect babe
But my time is more than anything
You can find it almost anywhere
But you want mine
My hands, they get so ansty
Your eyes, they get to dancing
Oh you're my type, romantic
Tell me if you feel it babe
I'm waiting on that contact high
Pick me up, then blow my mind
Let it cook till we collide
Waiting, waiting
I'm waiting on that contact high
I don't care who's listening
They gon' be alright
And maybe I'm too proud
And maybe you're too shy
Figure skating, spinning circles
Talking out my mind
You know me so well
Tell me 'bout your life
I'm waiting on that contact high
Pick me up, then blow my mind
Let it cook till we collide
Waiting, waiting
I'm waiting on that contact high
