Late at night
Me, you and my bed,
(and I'm going mad)
It feels right,
Maybe 'cause we haven't finished yet,
(my body is turning red).
Move it to the right,
Move it to the left,
(aahn, aahn)
Get it right,
Slipping hands down on my back,
(aahn you're driving me mad).
Yes, move it real real slow,
Let this feeling flow.
Late at night,
I don't know where you're taking me,
I can't sleep.
Because you're moving too damn slow,
You're hitting my lowest notes,
I'm inviting you to know me deep,
To know the inches of my skin.
Move it to the right,
and move it to the left,
(aahn aahn)
Take me down,
Play me as a toy,
(just like a playground).
Wrapped up like,
I been caught up by your arms,
(i'm a prisioner).
Move it to the right,
Move it to the left,
(aahn, aahn).
Get it right,
Slipping hands down on my back,
(aahn you're driving me mad).
(aahn you're driving me mad)
(aahn you're driving me mad)
(aahn you're driving me mad)
(aahn you're driving me mad)