The things you do to me
The things you do to me
Maybe fantasy, sometimes, sometimes a little misery
Baby, baby things you be doing to me
Icon, Nikon
Up upon the wall
Focus, hocus pocus
A heart that could never stall
You do to me, you do to me
Crawl up, curl up softly inside of me
You do to me, what I could never
Do to you
Icon, stick on
I put it on a Post It note
This song on and on and on
Because the things you do
To me, baby to me
Just because, this morning it’s raining
My destiny, lie down next to me
We lie down softly dreaming
I’ll share it with you