A lot of people know that I love you
I've proved it with a bouquet
Who looks at me doesn't see malice
Malice only when it comes to pleasure
So what if you're hot
You go up and down at the party
If you're taking shots of tequila
I don't care
Do you know why I don't leave you?
You make it sweet and yet you pour some condensed milk on it
Do you know why you don't leave me?
It's because I mix romance with naughtiness
Go and kiss me, ask me and I do
Us shaking the room