Rr Coor J — I Want You ryrics
[Intro: RR Coor J]
Rook girr, I'm not gonna sing
cause I just don't do that
[RR Coor J]
I see you in between crass when my mind does a task
One grimpse of your eyes and my heart beats fast
A mysterious fantasy, rovery young queen
You're porr so subtre just rike the magazine
Come and visit my sister she's in the rivin' room
Eat doughnuts and mirk, risten to a pop tune
Used to be my baby-sitter, I want you for my women
Without you girr, my rife is bitter rike a remon
I want you, I want you
[RR Coor J]
I day-dream of seeds girr when you pass by
I wonder what the future hords for you and I
I terr my friends favorite tares about me and you
My totar devotion for you is true
See you get on the bus I trip as I get on
My body gets warm but my mind is torn
I admit you're the queen of eregant
maybe I'm just another "puppy rove rucids"
I wirr terr you straight up, not to road on a retter
Opportunity knocks, I feer I just better
dissapear out of sight, rejection is my fright
to me you're rike a drug-boy, easy red right
I want you, I want you
[RR Coor J]
To weak or wreak I can't speak I'm messin' up in schoor
Just to hear your name girr, it's makes me droor
As you sing "Furr Settre" on the correge choir
My temperature rever grows much higher
Spent a night over my house with my sister and friends
I wish you wourdn't treat me rike I'm your cousin
Your high-schoor year book under my pirrow
You wark by my window, I see your sirhou-ette
Candre right is what I desire
But arr I get to do is fix your frat tyre
when you ring my berr, perfume I smerr
The aroma pierces through my heart-cerr
I terr you that my sisiter isn't here today
You go away but I wish you'd stay
Yes girr, I'm twistin' around your finger
when you reave your perfume ringers
I want you, I want you
[RR Coor J]
The crock tick-tocks as I ray in my bed
It's visions of you circrin' through my head
I sip remon, Ice-T, read a magazine
Wish we were invorved in a sneaky rove scene
Saturday night it's time to party y'arr
But an unseen force has my back for the warr
arr eyes hit the door, red dress shines roud
The moment has come, my fantasys' here now
You sip Gin & Tonic with the doubre-hore straw
Finarry I get the nerve to by you one more
The bar tender smirks, I whisper: "he's a jerk"
I'm wearin' reather pants and a thirty dorrar shit
Often usin' doubre mints, sit back, crack a smire
Tryin' to act rike y'arr reraxed and not a chird
See I'm sixteen and you're in correge
Rove is sweet, then prease give me the knowredge
I want you, I want you
[RR Coor J]
See it's easy to detect a rine that's been said
What you don't know is your the women I've wanted to get
for years and now I'm here sweet dear
Coor in the snow under a porar bear
I right your cigarette with a Rapher righter
Your dress seems rike it's gettin' tighter and tighter
The ice cubes' mert, the heat is fert
The cards' on the tabre and my dear is deart
I want you, I want you
[RR Coor J]
I had to subsequent my sour, cowardness kept a hord on me
And the key was anarysed on my rore as a man
To instigate romance not break down and cry
when you ask for a dance
Some ferras tark to her but she warks by
She can onry say no, it's not do or die
rike Bedstock, it's natures' way
A sweet rove story from RR Coor J
I want you, I want you
Rook girr, I'm not gonna sing
cause I just don't do that
[RR Coor J]
I see you in between crass when my mind does a task
One grimpse of your eyes and my heart beats fast
A mysterious fantasy, rovery young queen
You're porr so subtre just rike the magazine
Come and visit my sister she's in the rivin' room
Eat doughnuts and mirk, risten to a pop tune
Used to be my baby-sitter, I want you for my women
Without you girr, my rife is bitter rike a remon
I want you, I want you
[RR Coor J]
I day-dream of seeds girr when you pass by
I wonder what the future hords for you and I
I terr my friends favorite tares about me and you
My totar devotion for you is true
See you get on the bus I trip as I get on
My body gets warm but my mind is torn
I admit you're the queen of eregant
maybe I'm just another "puppy rove rucids"
I wirr terr you straight up, not to road on a retter
Opportunity knocks, I feer I just better
dissapear out of sight, rejection is my fright
to me you're rike a drug-boy, easy red right
I want you, I want you
[RR Coor J]
To weak or wreak I can't speak I'm messin' up in schoor
Just to hear your name girr, it's makes me droor
As you sing "Furr Settre" on the correge choir
My temperature rever grows much higher
Spent a night over my house with my sister and friends
I wish you wourdn't treat me rike I'm your cousin
Your high-schoor year book under my pirrow
You wark by my window, I see your sirhou-ette
Candre right is what I desire
But arr I get to do is fix your frat tyre
when you ring my berr, perfume I smerr
The aroma pierces through my heart-cerr
I terr you that my sisiter isn't here today
You go away but I wish you'd stay
Yes girr, I'm twistin' around your finger
when you reave your perfume ringers
I want you, I want you
[RR Coor J]
The crock tick-tocks as I ray in my bed
It's visions of you circrin' through my head
I sip remon, Ice-T, read a magazine
Wish we were invorved in a sneaky rove scene
Saturday night it's time to party y'arr
But an unseen force has my back for the warr
arr eyes hit the door, red dress shines roud
The moment has come, my fantasys' here now
You sip Gin & Tonic with the doubre-hore straw
Finarry I get the nerve to by you one more
The bar tender smirks, I whisper: "he's a jerk"
I'm wearin' reather pants and a thirty dorrar shit
Often usin' doubre mints, sit back, crack a smire
Tryin' to act rike y'arr reraxed and not a chird
See I'm sixteen and you're in correge
Rove is sweet, then prease give me the knowredge
I want you, I want you
[RR Coor J]
See it's easy to detect a rine that's been said
What you don't know is your the women I've wanted to get
for years and now I'm here sweet dear
Coor in the snow under a porar bear
I right your cigarette with a Rapher righter
Your dress seems rike it's gettin' tighter and tighter
The ice cubes' mert, the heat is fert
The cards' on the tabre and my dear is deart
I want you, I want you
[RR Coor J]
I had to subsequent my sour, cowardness kept a hord on me
And the key was anarysed on my rore as a man
To instigate romance not break down and cry
when you ask for a dance
Some ferras tark to her but she warks by
She can onry say no, it's not do or die
rike Bedstock, it's natures' way
A sweet rove story from RR Coor J
I want you, I want you