It’s Your Lips

You don’t know what you do to me, I don’t think you have a clue

You make my heart beat fast, every time I’m close to you

It’s not the way that you smile, it’s not the way that you talk

It’s not the way that you move, baby when you walk

It’s not the clothes that you wear or the style of your hair

Not the way you move that puts me in the groove

It’s the way that you kiss, it’s your lips

Baby it’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

Baby it’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

You don’t really have a clue, what you do to me

But I think you have a clue, that you’re my fantasy

And I really think you know, how bad that I want you

And I really think you know, why I do the things I do

It’s not the way that you smile, it’s not the way you talk

Not the way you move, baby when you walk

It’s the way that you kiss, it’s your lips

Baby it’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

It’s your lips, (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

Baby it’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

It’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

Ooh, your lips are so soft, your lips are so sweet

Every time we kiss, I feel a tingle in my feet

It’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

It’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

Baby it’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

It’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

It’s your lips, it’s your lips, it’s your lips, it’s your lips

It’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

It’s your lips (it’s your sweet, sweet lips)

Baby it’s your lips