We were born for this, my baby
Here, what's done is done
We're getting closer little by little
That's how it is, my baby
It's not that you give me a kiss
Give it to me again and then again
Then again later, give it to me again
Again, then again later
Give it to me again and then again
Babe, tell me something, tell me something
What are you looking for? Tell me something
You've got a little trick with those leggings
So tell me something, tell me something
I like you more than Nestea
All my urges are fans of you
You'll tell me, so tell me something
So tell me something-thing-thing-thing-thing-thing
I'm dying to f*ck you, babe, babe
If you kiss me and your heart tells you so
Tell me how you do it, how you manage to resist
And in case you're going to give me a kiss
Give it to me again, and then again
Then again later, give it to me again
Again, then again later
Give it to me again, and then again