Baby I gonna tell you. It's the coolness of your eyes.
It's your style. You're mine
I can tell that you have wanted to see me,by the way that
you look so indifferent
I can tell that you have wanted to touch me,by the way that
you look away
When it's over N done
When you find it deep in your heart
We could love again for better. Nothing should and
never come between you and me
then you will see
Baby you're the lite when you look N smile you're mine.
No doubt baby it's your style coolness of
your eyes you're mine.
We were met to be baby. You're the one of me baby.
Oh darling scent of your baby.
It's driving me crazy for you. You know that it's true.