A.J. McLean

Y.O.U

A.J. McLean

my name is Alexander James


She's like a holiday (Yeah, huh)
She tastes like crème brûlée, all the way down
Down for them sunny days and them rainy days
I know you wanna play, everything's allowed (Yeah)
She keeps me screaming aloud, ooh

If I ain't got you, girl, then I got nothing at all
'Cause a life without your love don't make no sense anymore

You know she got me running back, running back
You know that I be feeling that, feeling that
Oh, I just want a piece of that, piece of that
Oh, Y. O. U, ooh, ooh

I love her silhouette, yeah
So good it make me put my cigarette out
Off with that dress you wear
Not goin' anywhere
Shit about to go down

Girl, you leave it on the ground, ooh
If I ain't got you girl then I got nothing at all
'Cause a life without your love don't make no sense anymore

You know she got me running back, running back
You know that I be feeling that, feeling that
Oh, I just want a piece of that, piece of that
Oh, Y. O. U, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Gonna ride it baby 'til the wheels fall off
I'ma leave you wanting more
Say my name out loud when I'm going down
Neighbors knocking at my door
If I ain't got you girl then I got nothing at all
Oh, they don't make 'em
They don't make 'em
They don't make 'em like you anymore

You know she got me running back, running back
You know that I be feeling that, feeling that
Oh, I just want a piece of that, piece of that
Oh, Y. O. U, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Y. O. U
Y. O. U
Y. O. U
Y. O. U
Compositor: Alexander James

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