We could take it nice and make it slow
I'm afraid that you misunderstood
Every day is just a wish I could
And why you gotta make it hurt so good
And why you gotta make it hurt so good
All the girls on the block
They go knocking on your door
Knocking on your door
You just stare out the window
What you waiting for
What you waiting for
Is it too late, or too soon
I'm right outside you, wanting you
You don't see me, but you should
Why you gotta make it hurt so good
I don't ever want to let you go
We could take it nice and make it slow
I'm afraid that you misunderstood
Every day is just a wish I could
And why you gotta make it hurt so good, so good
Imagine you, imagine me
Together so, how lovely
Imagine me, imagine you
Inside a dream
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