Testo: Mariah Carey. Memoirs Of An Imperfect Angel. More Than Just Friends.

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[Verse 1:]
I thought I'd be with you but you never tried to holler
We can spend a couple milli [? ]
Boy hit your horn [beep beep], I'll follow
Have you up in my driveway by tomorrow
Sexually, 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

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

[Verse 2:]
Boy, you got me all mixed up like Cerrato
You got me spinnin' round, boy you're like a little model
Spare the peanut boy, you're like the fries at McDonalds
I wanna be all on your lips like gelato (ice cream)