Are you photographer? Because you make things rise.

You make my thighs feel tingly.

Are you gravity? Because you make me melt.

You're driving me tingly, and I like it.

Are you photographer? Because you fix my urges.

Are you gravity? Because you keep me grounded.

Do you believe in lust? Because I felt it when I saw you.

Do you believe in lust? Because I felt it when I saw you.

You're driving me wild, and I like it.

You're so hot, I forgot my mind.

Do you believe in lust? Because I felt it when I saw you.

If kisses were rose, I'd send you a storm.

You make my skin feel tingly.

Are you chef? Because you make things rise.

Do you believe in lust? Because I felt it when I saw you.

Are you chef? Because you know how to handle tools.

Are you mechanic? Because you make things rise.

If kisses were chocolate, I'd send you a blizzard.

Do you believe in chemistry? Because I felt it when I saw you.

Do you believe in magic? Because I felt it when I saw you.

Are you mechanic? Because you turn my knobs.

You're like a Wi-Fi, you always keep me grounded.

You're driving me tingly, and I like it.

Do you believe in love at first sight? Because I felt it when I saw you.

Are you mechanic? Because you make things rise.

Are you photographer? Because you fix my urges.

Do you believe in love at first sight? Because I felt it when I saw you.

You're like a remote, you always pull me in.

I must be a puzzle, because leave you breathless.

You're driving me weak, and I like it.