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You said you wanted me, but I got to be
Better than the rest if I wanted to compete
Ooh, girl, how can I answer that?
You said you wanted me, so we skipped a beat
Movie, double date, triple ice cream
Ooh, girl, I fell in deep

Baby, we were hot like a cigar
But here I am crying in the back of my car
I wanna go the distance, girl, it isn't very far
Time to open up before you get an au revoir

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Tell me, is this what it's gonna be?
Silence every night, no energy to fight
Just tell me, 'cause my heart is knotted up
Baby, fill my cup, I just want a little bit of truth from you

So what's it gonna be? Baby, what's the tea?
Reading your mind is like foreign TV (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Still, water runs deep
Thoughts are on repeat, I don't wanna eat
Feelings for you won't retreat (ooh-ooh-ooh)
My love is for keeps

Baby, we were hot like a cigar
But here I am crying in the back of my car
I wanna go the distance, girl, it isn't very far
Time to open up before you get an au revoir

Tell me, is this what it's gonna be?
Silence every night, no energy to fight
Just tell me, 'cause my heart is knotted up
Baby, fill my cup, I just want a little bit of truth from you

Thoughts are on repeat, I don't wanna eat
Feelings for you won't retreat
Thoughts are on repeat, I don't wanna eat
Just before I leave, I just want a little bit of truth from you

Maybe we were written in the stars
But here I am crying in the back of my car
I wanna go the distance, girl, it isn't very far
Time to open up before you get an au revoir

Tell me, is this what it's gonna be?
Silence every night, no energy to fight
Just tell me, 'cause my heart is knotted up
Baby, fill my cup, I just want a little bit of truth from you (tell me)

Baby, we were hot like a cigar
But here I am crying in the back of my car (tell me)
I wanna go the distance, girl, it isn't very far (just tell me)
Tell me

Writer(s): Benjamin Heyward Iii Allen, Katherine Poppy Hankin

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