Lyrics of Somethin' hott

The Afghan Whigs

pochette album Somethin' hott
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I got your phone number, baby
I'll call you sometime
I think i might, be out tonight
Maybe give you a ride

Cocktails for two, down lover's lane
I wantcha so bad, after tonight
I'll never walk the same
And you're to blame

I wanna getcha high
I wanna get next to you
I wanna feel everything
I wanna feel, i wanna feel good

You make me feel good, baby, you don't know
Just how i lie awake
And dream awhile, about your smile
And the way you make your ass shake

If that ain't love
I guess i'll never know
A sweeter lie, you'd be surprised
Just how far i'd go to make it so

I wanna getcha high
I wanna get next to you
I wanna feel everything aboutcha, girl
I wanna feel good
You make me feel good, baby

I wanna getcha high
I wanna get next to you
I wanna feel everything aboutcha, girl
I wanna feel good
You make me feel good

You make me feel good
I wanna feel good
You make me feel good
I wanna feel good
I wanna feel good
I wanna feel good
I wanna feel good
I wanna feel good

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