I got a problem, got a new bad habitAnd I try to hide it, but I can't, I can't, noHands on the highway, call it a clicheBut there's something about you, I knowThat's making me wanna do things we probably shouldn'tIn public might be adrenaline talkingBut I don't care who's watchingI don't care where we areYou could be sipping coffeeAnd I'm picturing your bodyYou lying naked is all I seeI'm trying not to, but all you make is so hard for meOut at the movies, yeah, that's our thingYou just can't keep your hands offOf meMy bodyI thought you were just sweetA pretty boy from the countryBut the way you lift me upThat's making me wanna do things we probably shouldn'tIn public might be adrenaline talkingBut I don't care who's watchingI don't care where we areYou could be sipping coffeeAnd I'm picturing your bodyYou lying naked is all I seeI'm trying not to, but all you make is so hard for meJust keep it coming, just keep it goingJust keep it coming, just keep it goingJust keep it coming, just keep it goingJust keep it coming, just keep it goingI don't care where we areYou could be sipping on coffeeAnd I'm picturing your bodyOh, you lying naked is all I seeI'm trying not to, but all you make is so hard for meJust keep it coming, just keep it goingKeep it coming, just keep it goingJust keep it coming, just keep it goingI'm trying not to, but all you make is so hard for meI'm trying not to, but all you make is so hard for me