I think about what we won't have,

And what we'll never do.

Then I say, "Why can't I be the guy she lays?

And why can't we be lovers?

I see your beauty, do you see mine?"

I can't stress enough what I feel,

When I hear your voice calling out for my name.

I get off on talking to you, it ain't fair.

You please me.

And you don't even know it.

Why can't you get on top of me?