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Make Me Wanna

Boy you make me wanna
Forget my name,
Forget where I am,
Kiss you ‘til the sun comes up
And just hold you close

You make me wanna
Forget everyone can see;
Lay here naked
Under the midnight moon,
Just drunk on you

Oh, it oughta be illegal, the way you do
All you do, with just one look;
But if you keep staring at me this way,
Honey, I’m gonna,
‘Cause you make me wanna

©2016 – V. A. Coote