I got a lot to say to you
Yeah! I got a lot to say
I notice your eyes are always glued to me
Keeping them here and it makes no sense at all

They've taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
Your little spies
They've taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
Your little spies
Crush... Crush.. Crush... Crush! Crush!
2, 3, 4

Nothing compares to
A quiet evening alone
Just the one, two
Of us, who's counting on?
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than, this

If you wanna play it like a game
Well come on, come on let's play
Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending
Than have to forget you for one whole minute

They've taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
Your little spies
They've taped over your mouth
Scribbled out the truth with their lies
Your little spies
Crush... Crush.. Crush... Crush! Crush!
2, 3, 4

Nothing compares to
A quiet evening alone
Just the one, two
Of us, who's counting on?
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than, this now

Rock and roll baby
Don't you know
That we're all alone now
I need something to sing about
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hits the floor (she hits the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

Nothing compares to
A quiet evening alone
Just the one, two
Of us, who's counting on?
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than

Nothing compares to
A quiet evening alone
Just the one, two
Of us, who's counting on?
That never happens
I guess I'm dreaming again
Let's be more than, more than this