You've been tearing me up 
for a week and a half
I don't mean like in my heart
I mean, physically
you've been tearin' me up
it's D-day in my lady parts
but as I'm begging for more
writhing around on the floor
I feel something deep inside
I never felt before

oh, my God, I think I like you
oh, my God, I think I like you

it's scary but you send me back on my heels
'cause while I'm getting spanked
I can't ignore the feels

but I say
no, no, no, this is just about 
and no, no, no, don't be such a girl, Becks
but then I feel the oxytocin
creeping back to my brain
and all I can do
is sing it again

oh, my God
I think I like you
why can't I just focus on getting a pounding?
On the bidness goin' on near my thighs?
But as my body's [bad word] 
like, really trashed
I only want to look in your eyes

but then I'm upside down
next to my kitchen sink
and suddenly it's like oh my god
I think I like you
oh, my God, I think I like you

my feelings get stronger every day
I'm like a little girl
not in a role playing way
are there condoms that
can prevent these feelings?
Is there spermicidal lubricant
that can kill
the fluttering in my heart?
Is there an I-U-
That can stop the image of
you and me
getting married on a
hillside surrounded by ducks
and then we get into a rowboat?

Oh, my God, I think I like you
Oh, my God, I think I like you
But I say no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no
no, no, no.

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