And I left it under "Claire"
So now she's coming up the stairs
So I'm pulling up a chair
And I'm putting up my hair
Baby, I think you were made for me
Somebody write down the recipe
Been trying hard not to overeat
You're just so sweet
I'll run a shower for you like you want
Clothes on the counter for you, try 'em on
If I'm allowed, I'll help you take 'em off, huh
I could eat that girl for lunch