Lyrics: Sara Forsberg
Music: Teemu Brunila/Hank Solo
Oh baby, I go crazy
Thinking of all the little things you do
Hey baby, you think I'm crazy
You woke up my heart like it's some sort of voodoo
Ah..ah ah..ah ah
Give me the love
Ah..ah ah..ah ah
Give me the love
And now we'll follow you
Wherever you wanna go
Cause your body is my temple
You're my fiddle
Cause your words make me whole
And your body is my temple
My temple..my temple
Your body is my temple
Oh darling, disarm me
And thile you're at it strip the rest
Just like you do
No lovers, no others
We don't need nobody else
That's just our truth
Ah..ah ah..ah ah
Give me the love
Ah..ah ah..ah ah
Give me the love
And now we'll follow you
Wherever you wanna go
Cause your body is my temple
You're my fiddle
Cause your words make me whole
And your body is my temple
My temple..my temple..my temple oh oh oh
And now we'll follow
Cause your words make me whole
And your body is my temple, yea
And now we'll follow you
Wherever you wanna go
Cause your body is my temple
You're my fiddle
Cause your words make me whole
And your body is my temple
My temple..my temple..my temple..my temple yea!
Cause your body is my temple
Cause your words make me whole
And your body is my temple
My temple..my temple..