Cruel Intentions - Pete Tong & Jem Cooke

I like sex, I like flowers, I like attention Don't ever put me second I bet you won't find nothing feels this good this side of Heaven So stop talking, pull my stockings down You're my cruel intention I bet you won't find nothing feels this good This side of, this side of, this side of Heaven Uh, think you got me, but the problem is I'm already here but I see the play I just been watching this Happy to see the way you call me everyday, its obvious Plus it's 2AM you know what time it is You just wanna have me come and chase you, boost your confidence Shower you with flowers, give you all these daily compliments, yeah Careful if you fall in love, then it's gon' be a consequence We keep going it's no turning back, it ain't no stopping us Had you at "I'm Gerald what's your name?" Burning in a flame, a little fling you turn into a game And since we started fucking, it's never been the same The idea of stopping, I can't even entertain You driving me insane, craziest I met Drinking champagne, we started fucking on a jet Took you to the mile high, then we start to sweat I got you in a bag but you still play hard to get, uh I like sex, I like flowers, I like attention Don't ever put me second I bet you won't find nothing feels this good this side of Heaven So stop talking, pull my stockings down You're my cruel intention I bet you won't find nothing feels this good This side of, this side of, this side of Heaven This side of Heaven Yeah, when you over this is light work Love that when you put them heel ons with that tight skirt Sleeping over almost every night, wake up in my shirt If we make it official, I think maybe this can might work Fuck the heavy shit, tho' we living in this moment It's not even mine but I treat it like I own it Six missed calls, but ain't tripping, where your phone went? Ain't thinking bout that now, nothing matters now, got you so wet Light a couple candles in the room, pop some Moet Every single night I'm tryna go but we ain't go yet Finishes, she clinches like she ain't ready go yet Yeah, I mean you crazy and you know that Yeah crazier than me, keep on playing mind games I ain't got time for that shit, it give me migraines Only the realness, it's what's running through my veins And every time I'm in that, she always screaming my name I like sex, I like flowers, I like attention Don't ever put me second I bet you won't find nothing feels this good this side of Heaven So stop talking, pull my stockings down You're my cruel intention I bet you won't find nothing feels this good This side of, this side of, this side of Heaven So lonely take you there You ain't seen this side of Heaven This side of Heaven This side of Heaven Oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh, woah This side of Heaven

White lines on the glass Blue eyes been watching hard Falling back a little bit apart Distracted by another shooting star Wait for me, I'm not too far behind Come for me, I'm not too far behind Mirror, mirror, shining brightly on the wall Mirror, mirror, who's the baddest of them all? Mirror, mirror, who is the baddest of them all? Waiting in the spaces in-between Rays of light keep coming after me I'm catching fire with every breath I breathe These colors never looked so good to me Wait for me, I'm not too far behind Come for me, I'm not too far behind Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror Mirror, mirror, who's the baddest of them all? Mirror, mirror Who's the baddest of them all?