traverse

(mmmhmm honey, you sure know your way around a woman's body. *laughs*)

i met you on april 17th, you looked so neat

in your iron pressed suit

made all the call girls drool

only i was the one who stole your glance

when you asked me to dance

honey you looked so suave

when can i meet your mom?

and i know i may be moving too fast

but i just want you to last

come traverse my mind, my deepest spots

you don't have to waste my time, you're so hot

come show me how you got the girls to swoon

like frank sinatra, why don't you fly me to the moon?

and baby i'm not so sure how to feel

never been so in love with a sex appeal

but i know one thing for sure

i want you more

i don't care about what anyone else thinks

and while i may seem crazy

i only want to protect you in the end

you take up all the space in my head

come traverse my mind, my deepest spots

you don't have to waste my time, you're so hot

come show me how you got the girls to swoon

like frank sinatra, why don't you fly me to the moon?

mmm