Come On (исполнитель: Lucy Hale)
[bad word] On" Sitting there smiling, curled on the couch Sunday morning going down Rain pouring from the sky, it's the only sound There's a question in your eyes you don't have to ask Cause you know the answer is yes every single time Whatever time it is Don't let this slip away Whatcha say? [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on, baby I wanna go where you wanna take me Wrapped up in you wrapped up in me [bad word] on [bad word] on Take on and twist it all up in us Every little kiss, every little touch We can't get there fast enough [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on Oh, there's something about a storm that stirs me up I can feel it moving in all around us Dancing in the air, can you feel [bad word] Oh, listen, baby, listen to the rhythm of the rain There ain't nothing more to say, but [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on, baby I wanna go where you wanna take me Wrapped up in you wrapped up in me [bad word] on [bad word] on Take on and twist it all up in us Every little kiss, every little touch We can't get there fast enough [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on, baby I wanna go where you wanna take me [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on, baby I wanna go where you wanna take me Wrapped up in you wrapped up in me [bad word] on [bad word] on Take on and twist it all up in us Every little kiss, every little touch We can't get there fast enough [bad word] on [bad word] on [bad word] on