It's in Your Sex

Crawl over to me
I think I'm done lying
Here resting for the 8th round
Call me Tyson

It's funny how I feel like
A spaceman
Beam me up fell to earth now I've landed
Tongues and hands

Cause I like, we don't even need to try

It's in your sex (oh)
It's in your sex (oh)
It's in your sex (oh)
It's in your sex (oh)

Now walk over to me
You move like your flying
I think I'm going for the ride of my life yeah
We communicate in ways
That don't need signs
Vulnerable that's enough for me
It's like we're blind yeah

Cause I like, we don't even need to try

It's in your sex (oh)
It's in your sex (oh)
It's in your sex (oh)
Come on
It's in your sex (oh)

Listen to how you make me feel

Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da

Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da

Cause I like, we don't even need to try

It's in your sex (oh)
It's in your sex (oh)
It's in your sex (oh)
Do you hear me baby
It's in your sex (oh)

Whatever you want, every little thing you do
Whatever you need,
The way I feel about you
Help me sing

Whatever you want
Whatever you need
We can live our fantasy



Credits
Writer(s): Guy Antony Chambers, Cameron Lewis Palmer, Joel Wesley Culpepper
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