Youve been avoiding me
Like a cat tryin to dodge a dog
I never see ya shine
Youre as cold as the London fog
You claim you want my love
Well I wouldnt know by the way you behave
If you want to feel the thrill of my touch
You better come outa yo cave
Its so perplexing
Why you fight it, wont you try it
Loves electric
Turn me on and see
Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in tight
If you wanna do it right, here I am
Love is a contact sport
You gotta act untamed
If you wanna play the game
So grab my hand and.... slam!...
I hate to sound aggressive
But Im tired of waitin for your move
Cut the formalities
Cause youve got a few things to prove
If you really want my love
I need to feel it down deep from within
Dont make me wait to long
Im ready now, come and stroke my skin
Well all this talkin
Worthless chatter, just dont matter
Time for stalkin
Come get next to me
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