Lyrics: Albin Tengblad/Gustav Landell/Monique Amelia Gomez
Music: Albin Tengblad/Gustav Landell/Monique Amelia Gomez
Distractions, cut them out
'Cause I ain't got the time, no
But I'm a woman, sometimes I need love and
Someone to supply it with the snap of my finger
I'm 'bout to nominate you I believe my intuition's guiding me on a greater mission
But recently, l'm so caught up in what I see
I can say I like the view, but then so do you
'Cause the way you're staring,so overbearing
Undressing me with your eyes
You might as well come and try,
'cause I love the chase
Solo, I've still got it
But I prefer you on my body
I've got the key to my gate
Usually I'm guarded
But I'm saving you a taste of this heaven
She got her own, that's why they won't leave her alone
She got 'em lined around theย block-block
Better know she ain't single by default
They stay blowing up her-
She's me, I'm her, that's mine
I would know, 'cause I exist in that reality
Although it gets heavy at times I couldn't imagine being half as fly,
'cause I love the chase
Solo, l've still got it
But I prefer you on my body
I've got the key to my gate
Usually I'm guarded
But l'm saving you a taste of this heaven
Heaven (heaven), heaven (heaven), oh, oh-ooh
Taste of this heaven (heaven) ย I love the chase (heaven, heaven, heaven)
Solo, l've still got it (heaven, heaven)
But I prefer you on my body (heaven, heaven)
I've got the key to my gate
Usually I'm guarded
But I'm saving you a taste of this heaven
Taste of this heaven