Can't stop Can't take my eyes off you Oh silly, don't talk Just let me watch your moves
The malice in your eyes That's what I like Baby just the thought of you it turns me on You're looking so fine My my Baby I could put you in a million songs
This is so pop punk When you give me that smile Like you came straight out of American Pie I think you're so fun And you like me so wild You whispered: Let's get naughty tonight
'Bout to go mad When you hold me like that 'Bout to go mad Like I love you so bad
Baby I hear I've changed your mood So you can tell them You fixed my attitude
You taste like milkshakes Nicotine and romcoms Think I've been missing you all of my life I call you crazy Then you call me at boygonewrong You whispered: Let's get naughty tonight
Go mad When you hold me like that 'Bout to go mad Like I love you so bad
I don't mind spending my days Thinking 'bout you 'Cause you're my favorite thing to do I've never seen anything like you
'Bout to go mad I'm about to go mad ('Bout to go) mad Like I love you so bad So bad
Just take my hand Let's hit the town Before you this city felt like hell
'Bout to go mad When you touch me like that Oh baby
Compositor: Frederico Saboya de Abreu ECAD: Obra #38056359 Fonograma #39594043