My heart wants you
My head needs you
My hands were the ones that
Went and freed you
You asked about my future
I said 'You're in my plans'
Let me tell you we're an item
And it's by popular demand
There is no bone in my body
Which could ever live without you
And if you ever left me
I know for sure I'd be through
You asked about my future
I said 'You're in my plans'
Let me tell you we're an item
And it's by popular demand
When I'm holding you
I tingle to my toes
And there's something I want to tell you girl
Hon, you're my sweet red rose.
