My body's a temple 
I'll choose who worships it 
Let's keep it simple 
No need for a big deal 

So if you're ready 
Just call me on the phone 
I'll be here waiting 
No need to be alone 

Ouch, your heart, you're burning me up 
Please don't stop, you're making me blush 
Ouch, my God, you hit my spot 
I just can't get enough of you 
Of you, of you, of you 

So, say how you've you been 
How's your girlfriend 
It's funny you're here with me 

When you're still with her 
And I do prefer 
That we don't feel guilty