Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Outro, artist - Che'Nelle. Date of issue: 24.09.2007
Song language: English
Outro |
| We meet up every Saturday, |
| Room number seven-o-eight, |
| He gets the champagne ready, |
| And I make sure I ain’t late, |
| Ready to, once again, explore, |
| As he begins taking off my clothes, |
| I could feel my heart racing, |
| As the time moves along, |
| I’m sprung on my booty call, |
| I get chills every time he calls, |
| It doesn’t feel right, |
| But it doesn’t feel wrong, |
| He does more than just turn me on, |
| Pressing me up against the wall, |
| He makes sure nothing gets ignored, |
| My body temperature rises, |
| As he wears nothing at all, |
| He’s keeping me satisfied, |
| I love the passion I see in his eyes, |
| I could feel the whole word shaking, |
| As he moves deeper inside, |
| It’s more than just a fantasy, |
| More than curiosity, |
| I just want him here with me, |
| It’s not infatuation, |
| He’s one of God’s creations, |
| Oh I wish that we could be, |
| It’s more than just a fantasy, |
| More than curiosity, |
| I just want him here with me, |
| It’s not infatuation, |
| He’s one of God’s creations, |
| Oh I wish that we could be, |