Handsome, you're mansion with a view
do the girls back home touch you like I do?
long night, with your hands up in my hair
echoes of your footsteps on the stairs
stay here, honey, I don't wanna share
cause I like you...
this ain't for the best, my reputation's never been worse
so you must like me for me
yeah, I want you...
we can't make any promises now, can we, babe?
but you can make me a drink