Tell You What I Did

Tell you what I did last night
I came home, say around a quarter to three
Still so high, hypnotized in a trance

From his body, so buttery, brown and tantalizing
You woulda thought I needed help from this feelin' that I felt
So shook, I had to catch my breath

Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh, my
Oops, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
Oh, my

Ooh, some kind of touch caressin' my legs
Oh, my
Ooh, I'm turnin' red
Who could this be? (Who could this be?)

(Who could this be? Who could this be?)
(Who could this be? Who could this be?)
(Who could this be? Who could this be?)

I looked over to the left
I looked over to the left, a reflection of myself
That's why I couldn't catch my breath

Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh, my (oh, my)
Oops, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
Oh, my (oh, my)

Ooh, some kind of touch caressin' my legs
Oh, my
Ooh, I'm turnin' red
Who could this be? (Who could this be?)

(Who could this be? Who could this be? Yeah)
(Who could this be? Who could this be?)
(Who could this be? Who could this be?)

I looked over to the left

I looked over to the left
I looked over to the left, a reflection of myself
That's why I couldn't catch my breath

I looked over to the left
I looked over to the left, a reflection of myself
That's why I couldn't catch my breath

Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head (over my head)
Oh, my (oh, my)
Oops, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet (ooh-ooh)
Oh, my (oh, my)

Ooh, some kind of touch caressin' my legs (oh-oh)
Oh, my
Ooh, I'm turnin' red
Who could this be? (Who could this be?) Yeah

(Who could this be? Who could this be?)
(Who could this be? Who could this be?)
(Who could this be? Who could this be?)



Credits
Writer(s): Melissa Elliott, Charlene Keys, Timothy Z. Mosley
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