I think about what we won't have,
  And what we'll never do.
  Then I say, "Why can't I be the guy she lays?
  And why can't we be lovers?
  I see your beauty, do you see mine?"
  I can't stress enough what I feel,
  When I hear your voice calling out for my name.
  I get off on talking to you, it ain't fair.
  You please me.
  And you don't even know it.
  Why can't you get on top of me?