Love on the Rocks

I won’t come stalking you,
Walking up to your door.
If you think I’m mocking you,
You can choose to ignore
Everything I’m saying to you —
Everything I’ve said before.
I don’t mind the occasional cold shoulder,
But your whole body is freezing me out.
I’m not your personal ice cube holder
Dispensing refrigerated doubt.
Slide from the Arctic down to Panama.
I could be the most fun you ever «thaw.»
I won’t come stalking you,
Walking up to your door.
If you think I’m mocking you,
You can choose to ignore
Everything I’m saying to you —
Everything I’ve said before.
Hey, Babe, is it cold in here or is it me?
You sure know how to put the «ill"in «chill».
Please let me into your frozen fantasy
Where ice maiden mama meets «pop"sicle.
Slide from the Arctic down to Panama.
I could be the best thing you ever «thaw.»
I won’t come stalking you,
Walking up to your door.
If you think I’m mocking you,
You can choose to ignore
Everything I’m saying to you —
Everything I’ve said before.
Please don’t think that I’m propositioning you
By asking if your hot button’s stuck on «off.»
But could you turn down the air conditioning too?
I caught a cold, and now I’m starting to cough.
Slide from the Arctic down to Panama.
I could be the best thing you ever «thaw.»