Good Recipe
I didn't know that it was possible to feel so pleased
So at ease, yeah
Can't make this up, I am so in love
And it feels so nice, feels so nice, ah
You got me tweaking
You got me twitchin'
Got me glitchin'
You got me wishin' for
The sight of you walking through my door
You electrify my body in a way that nothing else does
In a way that makes me go, oh, oh
My mind, my heart, my soul, my body, yeah
I don't ever want to wake up
From the dream that you give to me everyday, my love, ooh
If love was blind, then fuck it, I'd be fine with not seeing much
Just need your touch, yeah
You hit me like a good recipe
And it tastes so nice, it tastes so nice, ahh
You got me tweaking
You got me twitchin'
Got me glitchin'
You got me wishin' for
The sight of you walking through my door
You electrify my body (body, body, body) in a way that nothing else does
In a way that makes me go, oh, oh
My mind, my heart, my soul, my body, yeah
I don't ever want to wake up
From the dream that you give to me everyday, my love
Runnin' out
Runnin' out of words to say
Woo, ah-ah
Runnin' out
Runnin' out of words to say
So at ease, yeah
Can't make this up, I am so in love
And it feels so nice, feels so nice, ah
You got me tweaking
You got me twitchin'
Got me glitchin'
You got me wishin' for
The sight of you walking through my door
You electrify my body in a way that nothing else does
In a way that makes me go, oh, oh
My mind, my heart, my soul, my body, yeah
I don't ever want to wake up
From the dream that you give to me everyday, my love, ooh
If love was blind, then fuck it, I'd be fine with not seeing much
Just need your touch, yeah
You hit me like a good recipe
And it tastes so nice, it tastes so nice, ahh
You got me tweaking
You got me twitchin'
Got me glitchin'
You got me wishin' for
The sight of you walking through my door
You electrify my body (body, body, body) in a way that nothing else does
In a way that makes me go, oh, oh
My mind, my heart, my soul, my body, yeah
I don't ever want to wake up
From the dream that you give to me everyday, my love
Runnin' out
Runnin' out of words to say
Woo, ah-ah
Runnin' out
Runnin' out of words to say
Credits
Writer(s): Ruby Komisar, Sam Jackson Willows
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