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You make me crazy, although i'm sane
You keep the top down in the rain
But i do like where you're going
And i love it when you say
That you wouldn't have it any other way
You make me nervous, but i can't fake it baby
Shoot up my lips with novocaine
Cuz i like to be this tempted
And especially when you say
That you wouldn't want it any other way
And i just about cried when i pictured the scenario
Of you screaming out could you please turn up the radio
This is my favorite part of the ride
Watching our cars collide
You never told me, about this table baby
That you reserved on 2nd street
But i like italian coffee
And i love it when you say
That you wouldn't drink it any other way
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