[ Featuring SEJOHFROGI., Idiot ]
I wanna praise you
I wanna worship at your feet
I wanna touch you
I wanna make you feel elite
Fingers locked, intertwined
Like an ivy vine
Calling you a saint
Would be an undermine
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
Tell to me
Tell me all about your faults and misdemeanors
Oh you're hot, I think I'm caught up in your fever
Got a body and a face that's fit for theater
Fly away you're my Wendy I'm your Peter
I'll take your temperature
So loosen up your jaw
I wanna see you stick it
I wanna hear you "ah"
Clothes from Calvin, secondhand store
Doesn't really matter when they're laying on the floor
Call me Dora cause I'm bout to go explore
Taking of your boots, I'll be swiping off your drawers
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
