Anca PopWant To Want Me

It’s so hard to sleep
I got the sheets on the floor
Listen to me
And I can’t take it no more
So hundred degrees
I got one foot out the door
Where are my keys?
‘Cause I gotta leave, yeah
In the back of the cab
I tip the driver, head to town
Give me the best
I got your body on my mind
I want it back
Ooh, just the thought of you gets me so high, so high
Boy, you’re the one
I want to want me
And if you want, me, boy got me
There’s nothing
I know I wouldn’t do,
I wouldn’t do
Just to get up next you
You open the door
There ain’t nothing but a smile drawn to the floor
And you whisper in my ear, baby I’m yours
Ooh, just the thought of you gets me so high, so high.