A small room exploiting the worlds full potential of youth
She's reading of bad things she shouldn't do
She calls my phone, says I want this with you
My brain says no but my head's feeling brand new
Won't you come over and spend some time, if that's what you want
Turn the red light on just for fun, and stay up all night
Take me down to the secret part of your soul
Show me around and let me know what you had in mind
When you called that phone of mine, yeah
So take it slow and let our bodies intertwine
And she said, let's be intricate, not intimate
It's still love I'm just not into it
Intrigued by your body but it's flown phone to phone 'round town
You're quite more audacious when your mother's not around
Infatuation invitation now
Tiptoe up the stairwell, don't make a sound
So I'll come over and spend some time if that's what you want
Turn the red light on just for fun, and stay up all night
Take me down to the secret part of your soul
Show me around and let me know what you had in mind
When you called that phone of mine, yeah
So take it slow and let our bodies intertwine
And she said, let's be intricate, not intimate
It's still love I'm just not into it
