I could eat that girl for lunch
Yeah, she dances on my tongue
Tastes like she might be the one
And I can never get enough
I could buy her so much stuff
It's a craving, not a crush
Call me when you're there
Said, "I bought you something rare
And I left it under Claire's"
So now she's coming up the stairs
So I'm pulling out the chair
And I'm putting up my hair
Baby, I think you're made for me
Somebody write down the recipe
Been trying hard not to overeat
You're just so sweet
I'll run the shower for you, light and warm
Clothes on the counter for you to try them on
If you yell loud, I'll help you take them off
I could eat that girl for lunch
Yeah, she dances on my tongue
Tastes like she might be the one
And I can never get enough
I could buy her so much stuff
It's a craving, not a crush
Oh, I just wanna get her off
Oh
Mmmm
Yeah, you ready?
She's taking pictures in the mirror
Oh my god, her skin's so clear
I tell her, "bring that over here"
"You take the seat right over here"
Now she's smiling ear to ear
She's like the headlights on the deer
I've said it all before, but I'll say it again
I'm interested in more than just being your friend
Now, I don't want to break it, just want it to bend
Do you know how to bend?
I could eat that girl for lunch
She dances on my tongue
I know it's just a hunch
But she might be the one
(I could, I could)
(Eat that girl for lunch)
(Tastes like she might be the one)
(I could, I could, eat that girl for lunch)
(But she, but she)
(Tastes like she might be the one)
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