Sometymes Why - Aphrodisiaholic lyrics

I'm gonna take you home
And have my way with you this'll be a memory
That's gonna stay with you

Yeah, you look a little dreary
But by the morning,  you'll be cheery (ohhhh)
I'm gonna take you home
And have my way with you

I'm gonna take you home
But please,  don't tell your friends
(please, don't tell your friends)
Yeah, before this starts
Just tell me "this is where it ends"
(this is where it ends)

You can praise me (praise me)
You can prize me (prize me)
Oh, but please, don't advertise me (ohhh)
I'm gonna take you home
But honey, please, don't tell your friends

I'm gonna take you home
'Cause you've been awful sweet
(you've been awful sweet)
Think I'll take my broom
And sweep you right off your feet
(sweep you off your feet)

You're not beggin' (mm-mm, no)
You're not pleadin' (no, no no)
But, I got what you're needin' (Woah oh)
I'm gonna take you home
'Cause you've been awful sweet

I got a oo-fancy glass of champagne
And an oyster, on the shell (ohhh)
A deluxe box of chocolates
And all of your sweet lover's wealth
(oh, oh, oh)

I'm gonna take you home
And love you better than Juliet
(better than Juliet)
And honey, you'll be Romeo
But even sweeter, yet (even sweeter, yet)

I think their passion mighta got stronger
If they lived a little longer (ohh)
I'm gonna take you home
And love you better than Juliet

I'm gonna take you home
And drink your eyes like wine
Taste your kiss 'Til I lose track of time

I don't care what you call me
I'm an aphrodisiaholic (oh, ohh)
I'm gonna take you home
And drink your eyes like wine