I thought I'd be with you but you never tried to holler
We can spend a couple milli actin silly in Milano
Boy hit your horn *beep beep*, I'll follow
Have your whip in driveway by tomorrow
Secretly, I know you want to hit it like the lotto
And after that, we can ketchup like tomato
We can make love in the grotto
Fresh off the jet, got the men they screaming bravo

Steppin' in my Jimmy Choo's
Yeah, I got it all cute for you baby
Nothin' like them other girls
I would never [bad word] to you baby
Can't wait, just say
That you wanna be more than just friends
Boy, I'ma love you until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end
(More Than Just Friends)
Boy, I'ma love you until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end
(More Than Just Friends)
Boy, until the end

Boy, you got me all mixed up like Cerrato
You got me spinnin' round for ya like a little model
Steady feenin for ya like them fries at McDonalds
I wanna be all on your lips like gelato (ice cream)
Permanently paint me in your picture like piccasso,
Love me down till I hit the top of my soprano.
We can pop bottles while we (?)
Then, [bad word] and pluck this thing like a cello, cello, cello.

Steppin' in my Chrissy Liu's
Yeah, I got it all cute for you baby
Nothin' like them other girls
I would never [bad word] to you baby
Can't wait, just say
That you wanna be more than just friends
Boy, I'ma love you until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end
(More Than Just Friends)
Boy, I'ma love you until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end
(More Than Just Friends)
Boy, until the end

Break:

Is it you, is it me, we should say how we feel for each other.
Baby boo, I need your touch, never wanted somethin so much, friendship just aint enough,
I wanna be with you until the end.