Kiss You

Kiss You - Caity Baser

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Kiss you, kiss you, kiss you, kiss you

This is how it always goes

Imagining you're here without your clothes

I'm discovering that too much conversation can make me sick (ew)

I hope you know that you're so slow

Even when you get the green light, though

Do you need a map in some direction, to find my lips?

Oh darling

I wanna make the first move, but can I leave that up to you?

'Cause I'm starving (so, so starving)