I want to groove with you, cruise the strip and get lit
Put me on to that Marlboro Menthol 100s you smoke
Pull up at the liquor store and cop a bottle of Henny
Go back to your crib; you know the deal
Turn up the magic, play some exquisitely romantic ballads
In the background, lay back on the sofa, come closer to me
I want to feel you exceedingly, become ripped in each other’s grip