Skip your cla** we're
going to a place that I know.
I'll explain to you later.
I wish to live my life
but the sheets and the song
I need you with them.
oooohhhhh
ooohhhhhh
oooohhhhh
I can't recall the last time
you and I had a lazy afternoon.
Here we are, young lovers.
Put your hands on the black keys and
I'll play something
that put us back together for good.
oooohhhhh
ooohhhhhh
oooohhhhh