(Spoken: What you lookin' at, girl?)

She's always checkin' with her penthouse eyes,
Makes me stutter, gives me butterflies.
Got to have her, she pins me up with her penthouse eyes.

I wanna lie where her eagle flies,
She's got my love pressure on the rise.
When I see her, she really rocks me with her penthouse eyes.

Don't need excuse for graspin',
Can't blame the boy for askin'.
One look sting you like a honey bee,
But it's her eyes gonna set you free.

I wanna stretch her out in old Levi's,
Got to have a little piece of paradise.




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