Oh, sweetheart, put the bottle down You've got too much talent I see you through those bloodshot eyes There's a cure, you've found it Slow motion, sparks, you've caught that chill Now don't deny it But boys will be boys, oh, yes, they will They don't wanna define it Just give up the game and get into me If you're looking for thrills then get cold feet Oh, no, I do not hook up, up, I go slow So if you want me, I don't come cheap Keep your hand in my hand, your heart on your sleeve Oh, no, I...