I Want You

Call me, I'll tell you everything you wanna hear
Want me, and believe me I'll be right there
And what I don't got, I'll go and get it
And if the ball drops, I'll pick it up
Whatever I'm not, I'll make you love it
Let me show you what I've got.

I want you, and I don't care if you know it
No I'm not afraid to show it
I'm not ashamed to love you on display
Yeah it's true, and truly I don't care
I'm not afraid of it
Baby, I'm not crazy I'm just not scared
I want you (I, I, I want you, you, you)
I want you (I, I, I want you, you, you)
No, I won't be shy. (No, I won't be shy)
Baby, it's alright (Baby, it's alright)
So, baby don't be shy (No, baby don't be shy)
I want what I like (I want you, you)
I want you, I potentially the love of your life

I love you, or I will when you're finally mine
So take my number, and when you phone me
I'll be music to your ears
You been looking, and I've been waiting
I could be your answered prayer

I want you, and I don't care if you know it
No I'm not afraid to show it
I'm not ashamed to love you on display
Yeah it's true, and truly I don't care
I'm not afraid of it
Baby, I'm not crazy I'm just not scared
I want you (I, I, I want you, you, you)
I want you (I, I, I want you, you, you)
No, I won't be shy. (No, I won't be shy)
Baby, it's alright (Baby, it's alright)
So, baby don't be shy (No, baby don't be shy)
I want what I like (I want you, you)

I may sound a little confident (I am)
But I can be shy if you like it (I can)
Excuse me, Mister Seymour
I'm thinking you should see more (Of me)
And when you're happier, you'll get more of me

I, I, I want you, you, you
Said I want you (I, I, I want you, you, you)
No, I won't be shy (No, I won't be shy)
Oh, it's alright (Baby, it's alright)
No, baby don't be shy (No, baby don't be shy)
I want what I like (I want you, you)
I, I, I want you, you, you
I, I, I want you, you, you
I, I, I want you, you, you
I, I, I want you, you, you

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