With you, girl
Aint no point in looking at the liquor store
With you, girl
I find you looking for the cash in my top drawer
But I keep my money in the bank
Pussy in the bed
Liquor out of reach
Put a bullet in my head
Im no closer
And then I find myself thinking of you
And then you wanna talk dirty in the middle of the night
While Im here waiting for you
Im here waiting for you
Im here waiting for you
Im here waiting for you
Im here waiting for you
Im here waiting for you
Im waiting for my lover
Shes almost seventeen
Surrounded by the vision of a thousand fantasies
Im waiting for my lover
Im waiting for my lover
Im waiting for my lover
Shes just got to be a teen
Im waiting undercover
Im kneeling at her feet
Im waiting for my lover
Im waiting for my lover
With you, girl
Aint no point queuing at the night club door
With you, girl
I sit here wondering what the hell Im waiting for
Because I keep my money in the bank
Pussy in the bed
Liquor out of reach
Put a bullet in my head
Im no closer
Then I find myself thinking of you
And then you say you want to see me
But it just wouldnt be right
So Im here waiting for you
Im here waiting for you
Im here waiting for you
Im here waiting for you
Im here waiting for you
Im here waiting for you
Im waiting for my lover
Shes almost seventeen
Surrounded by the visions of a thousand fantasies
Im waiting for my lover
Im waiting for my lover
Im waiting for my lover
Shes just got to be eighteen
Im waiting undercover
Im kneeling at her feet
Im waiting for my lover
Im waiting for my lover