[Produced by: Purpdogg] When I wake up its a chore A chore just to not think about you I shuffle off into my kitchen Make my coffee and keep dreaming About the way that you smell About the way you choose your words You choose them all so well I just wanna be absurd I am a peaco*k strutter (x2) In search of the touch of another I have a messy hunger Never I needed another I wonder wonder to my other I had to go on a mission I wish I could make you my lover Ohh ohh ohhhh ohh (x5) If you want a certain situation you could tell me I could facilitate the uneasy feeling in your belly I could give you the shivers you want I know you miss the feeling I want you to feel it Lay with me and look up at the ceiling Dylan got a one track mind but sometime it slipped off the railing Hailing from the north to wrap you in a warmer sense of being Is it something Is it something that you like the way I'm speaking I'm a tall gla** of water That I think you should be drinking