I'm falling for your ass, babe
Glad you're smiling, straight from the magazine
When I'm falling for your ass, babe
No one's talking to me
No, no one's talking to me
I'm falling, falling, falling for you
Never been to Paris, babe
It could be fun to go there
Or we go to LA
I'm a Cabo Concierge,
a captain And I'm ready in Barcelona,
just call me if you need anything
I've met a lot of new,
pretty girls here But I can't see them in your eyes,
man
I'm falling, falling, falling for you
Just
Fall
I could die for your hand
Just
Fall
I could die for your hand
Just
Fall
When you want me, when you want me
I'll take the flight from Miami
When you want me, when you want me
I'm falling,
falling,
falling for you Never been to Paris, babe
Inte bara falla på varann
Jag skulle knodda för att ha din hand
Oh yeah