Look at that mouth you knock me dead. I didn't hear what you said, I was watching your mouth.
Drive me, drive me home, drive me, drive home your message, drive me, drive me.
Don't lick those lips, 'cause when I see that tongue, I feel it in my hips and you drive me home.
Drive me, drive me home, drive me, drive home your message, drive me, drive me, drive me, into a kissing frenzy.

Composição: Craig Flanagin / James Garrison / Sharon Topper