Fantasy Songtext
von The Blizzards
Fantasy Songtext
I′m trembling at the knees
I'm drooling at the mouth
I open up my gob and then nothing comes out
Hey!
I′ve got a new car
Let's go for a ride
You know
I'm not very skilled the art of seduction
You could stamp it on my head and I still wouldn′t catch on
Well why can′t you see
What you're doing to me?
You know
You are my fantasy
You make me really tingly and I wannabe wannabe
I wannabe your fantasy
You know I can be sexy when I wannabe wannabe
The temperature′s rising
And you're as cold as ice
I said
I stalk you at night
If you put up a fight
You know
My girfriend
She doesn′t know a thing
Pure ignorance is such a beautiful thing
You put on this voice
Like I had a choice
You know you know
You are my fantasy
You make me really tingly and I wannabe wannabe
I wannabe your fantasy
You know I can be sexy when I wannabe wannabe
You are my hot fantasy
(Wow!)
So give this a go
Hey! Hey!
So give this a go
Hey!
So give this a go
Hey! Hey!
So hive this a go
La la la la la la
Oooooo
La la la la la la
Oooooo
You are my fantasy
You make me really tingly and I wannabe wannabe
I wannabe your fantasy
You know I can be sexy when I wannabe wannabe
You are my fantasy
You make me really tingly and I wannabe wannabe
I wannabe your fantasy
You know I can be sexy when I wannabe wannabe
You fill my dreams up at night
These sordid thoughts just ain't right
I love the girl that I′m with which I find hard to admit
You can't speak English I know
So I will talk nice and slow
So we can figure it out before we give this a go
The clothes you wear
They don't fit
The local girls they feel sick
Cos their boys have their eye on this foreign delight
From all my pointless refrains
I guess that all that remains for me
To push how I feel and make this fantasy real
I′ve got a pain in my head
To think of things that I′ve said
To get your hormones on fire
For burning want and desire
Unanswered actions of men
These injured egos give in
To find another release
In pornographic disease
I'm drooling at the mouth
I open up my gob and then nothing comes out
Hey!
I′ve got a new car
Let's go for a ride
You know
I'm not very skilled the art of seduction
You could stamp it on my head and I still wouldn′t catch on
Well why can′t you see
What you're doing to me?
You know
You are my fantasy
You make me really tingly and I wannabe wannabe
I wannabe your fantasy
You know I can be sexy when I wannabe wannabe
The temperature′s rising
And you're as cold as ice
I said
I stalk you at night
If you put up a fight
You know
My girfriend
She doesn′t know a thing
Pure ignorance is such a beautiful thing
You put on this voice
Like I had a choice
You know you know
You are my fantasy
You make me really tingly and I wannabe wannabe
I wannabe your fantasy
You know I can be sexy when I wannabe wannabe
You are my hot fantasy
(Wow!)
So give this a go
Hey! Hey!
So give this a go
Hey!
So give this a go
Hey! Hey!
So hive this a go
La la la la la la
Oooooo
La la la la la la
Oooooo
You are my fantasy
You make me really tingly and I wannabe wannabe
I wannabe your fantasy
You know I can be sexy when I wannabe wannabe
You are my fantasy
You make me really tingly and I wannabe wannabe
I wannabe your fantasy
You know I can be sexy when I wannabe wannabe
You fill my dreams up at night
These sordid thoughts just ain't right
I love the girl that I′m with which I find hard to admit
You can't speak English I know
So I will talk nice and slow
So we can figure it out before we give this a go
The clothes you wear
They don't fit
The local girls they feel sick
Cos their boys have their eye on this foreign delight
From all my pointless refrains
I guess that all that remains for me
To push how I feel and make this fantasy real
I′ve got a pain in my head
To think of things that I′ve said
To get your hormones on fire
For burning want and desire
Unanswered actions of men
These injured egos give in
To find another release
In pornographic disease
Writer(s): Mariah Carey, Adrian Belew, Tina Weymouth, Chris Frantz, Dave Hall, Steven Stanley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com