Lyrics:
My Best To You

'mma keep it piping hot cause you comin out them clothes Chorus: Let me get you on your toes, cause your bedroom game is cold! Let me get you on your toes, cause you

pretend Well, I'll just read a book instead Well, I know that you think she's first Well I don't even think she cares I don't know what you see There

you I've got a secret, I can't tell you I've got a secret, I can't tell you I've got a secret, I can't tell you You would judge You would judge You would judge You

crying my stupid eyes out Later on I'm crying like a baby And yeah, baby don't get so disappointed I am not what you anticipated Later on I'm crying my

of your shit You can try and have your way But I have far too much to say And you will be asleep before I've taken off my shirt You can try and have

I feel worried that my brain is just a fool in your sick game So I will never open my heart I try to express how I feel But it changes every day and so

, baby out, get out of town Before it catches up with you and you cannot withstand Before it catches up with you and you cannot withstand Before it catches up with you and you

yes people, yes, I could cry Oh, I know you see those big tears come from my eyes From the bottom of my heart, baby, you know I can cry You know, my

You go to my head And you linger like a hauntin' refrain And I find you spinning round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne You go to