Tekst Utworu

I blacked out, passed out, first time we met It wasn't drugs, could be love, but it's probably sex I'm thinkin' 'bout you (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na) Cool stare, greased hair curled around your eye I wanna take a dirty picture, send it to your mind I'm not just thinkin' 'bout you (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na) I'll treat you better than the girls you're hangin' out with Take you to heaven And I'll show you all around it I'll never ever let you down Ooh Harry I'm gonna make you love me You're gonna make me breakfast It's a secret just between us We can keep it low-key I ain't being funny You should be so lucky To put your, put your velvet arms around me Ooh, ooh I'm g-g-g-g-gonna make you love me Ooh, ooh So put your, put your, put your arms around me Yeah, I'm staring at you in the magazines every day Feel like I'm seventeen Never been touched this way I'm thinking 'bout you Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na I'll treat you better than the boys you're hangin' out with Take you to heaven And I'll show you all around it I'll never ever let you down Ooh Harry I'm gonna make you love me You're gonna make me breakfast It's a secret just between us We can keep it low-key I ain't being funny You should be so lucky To put your, put your velvet arms around me Ooh, ooh I'm g-g-g-g-gonna make you love me Ooh, ooh Oh, Harry, Harry Mmmm, Harry Oh, baby, I'm gonna make you love me Yeah So put your, put your, put your arms around me I'm gonna make you love me You're gonna make me breakfast It's a secret just between us We can keep it low-key I ain't being funny You should feel so lucky I'm gonna, I'm gonna Gonna, gonna make you love me Harry!
Writer(s): Tony Esterly, Anthony Rossomando, Kelsey Eckstein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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