Ooh, I'm not a psychic
But I see myself all over you
Ooh, I'm sick on you, sick on you
But you're the medicine too
The gravity can't hold us
Your hands are outer place
I can't make sense of nothing
And words just get in the way
This couch is getting smaller
But it's my favorite place
Don't even ask the question
You know what I'm gonna say
I'm into it, whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it
Add up the things I wanna do to you, it's infinite
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it
Ooh, I'm holding my, holding my breath
Until I'm turning blue
Ooh, don't save me, don't save me, don't save me
I'll fall into you, fall into you
The gravity can't hold us
Your hands are outer place
I can't make sense of nothing
And words just get in the way
This couch is getting smaller
But it's my favorite place
Don't even ask the question
You know what I'm gonna say
I'm into it, whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it
Add up the things I wanna do to you, it's infinite
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it
I'm into it, I'm into it
The gravity can't hold us
Your hands are outer place
I can't make sense of nothing
And words just get in the way
This couch is getting smaller
But it's my favorite place
Don't even ask the question
You know what I'm gonna say
I'm into it, whatever trouble that you're thinking
I could get into it
I see a king-sized bed in the corner
We should get into it
Add up the things I wanna do to you, it's infinite
I mean, if you're into it, I'm into it
I'm into it, I'm into it
I'm into it
Oh na na, I'm into it
I'm into it
Oh na na, I'm into it
I'm into it
Oh na na, I'm into it
If you're into it, I'm into it
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