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I wish your hands were on the steering wheel
So my hands were free to touch you
I hope you get the message of the song I chose
Lately I had the feeling
You've learned how to read my face
During conversations
Still fear misinterpretations
Don't you wanna come to my side of the bed
We don't have to do something stupid
Something stupid
If it feels so good, how can it be that bad
If it feels so good, it cannot be that bad
You talk about your favorite band
While I'm being busy trying to keep some distance
Between our legs and the water beneath
Lately I had a feeling, lately I had this feeling
Don't you wanna come to my side of the bed
We don't have to do something stupid
Something stupid
If it feels so good, how can it be that bad
If it feels so good, it cannot be that bad
Now I am standing on the 2nd floor
Hope you're still standing at the front door
I still feel dizzy by the way you talk
Wish I had kissed you at the front door
Don't you wanna come to my side of the bed
We don't have to do something stupid
Something stupid
Writer(s): Ben Galliers, Benjamin Galliers, Christian Hartung, Lina Brockhoff, Ruben Seevers
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