“Oh my crush, I’ve gotta crush
I suppose that i could hold it in
But you excite my every cell
Sources say that senses are your friends
My senses say that I should tell
You that I’m not ashamed
You might just feel the same
But you have to try it
If you’re ever really gonna know
My dear, I went for the steal
Maybe it was rushed
Oh my crush, i’ve gotta crush
I want to
I need to
I have to have you”