Take my breathe no sunset like your smile,
I never met a heart with such a since of style.
You put on a show, When you paint your lips.
For all I know your all this is.
Like homemade cream on an apple pie,
Like a farmer workin? in mid july.
Like a little boy said a dirty word, when his daddy gets home.
Like along the side of a 4-wheel line,
Yeah you got me and Im lovin it.
Yeah you got me, ? Whipped.
Running red lights just so I can see ya.
When your away I spend my days day dreaming.
Your sweeter than a peach, right down to the pit.
Yeah your my favorite habbit, that I never want to quit.
Chorus
Yea you got me right where I wanna be.
Yea you got me right where I wanna be.
Chorus