Sleeping in, Sunday morning
bodies intertwined
playing fake, we're awake
but we don't wanna rise
I saved a place on my chest
for you to rest your head on me
a part of me is a mess
I must confess
is time to come clean
I am addicted to your touch
No other woman's made me want it this much
I cannot resist the warmth of your hips
a single serving is never enough
'cause I'm addicted to your touch
ooh oooh