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by Pink
2000 - Pop
# Debut Chart
33 Jan '01 Hot 100


They make me sick I know I feel you That's why we gotta stick together Yep, yep, yep I know it [CHORUS] You make me sick I want you and I'm hatin' it Got me lit like a candlestick Get too hot when you touch the tip I'm feelin' it I've gotta get a grip And it's drivin' me crazy Baby don't you quit Can't get enough of it You got me goin' again Baby, you got me goin' again You make me sick He was doing 8-0 on the freeway In the 6 double O, pumpin' Isley He was getting kinda close, kinda touchy 'Cause he had a little too much Hennessey He told me that he wanna go home With me up on the hill to my condo Told me he would keep it all on the low-low But I told him, boo, I don't really know though He got closer to me It started gettin' deep He had me in a zone When he started to show me things I never saw before Baby was smooth but I knew it was game Helluva cool, but you men are the same The way he licked his lips And touched my hips I knew that he was slick

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[repeat CHORUS] It was 6-9, so hot In the fall, had the windows down Isley and I'm thinking 'bout the sheets now Wondering should I really take it there now He told me he would make it worth it But thinkin' how many times have I heard this Got a feelin' but I wasn't even nervous All his slick-a lines was kind of working I felt my knees get weak His body was calling me Just couldn't take the heat Anyway it was 2 or 3 I had to get out the streets Baby was cool, but I knew it was game He was too smooth to be screamin' my name Even though we made the best of it I still told him this [repeat CHORUS x4]


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