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