Drive Me Mad

When you walk my whole world shakes
When you speak my cold heart breaks
You’re 'bout the best I never had
Want your love, it drives me mad
Want your love, it drives me
You’s so good, I got bad
I want your love, it drives me mad
Nothing else on my mind
Those heavy hips and lips like wine
straight to head
Moves like that’ll leave a poor boy dead
Moves like that’ll leave a poor boy
You’s so good, I got bad
I want your love, it drives me mad
You got your hand on the pistol, honey
You got your hand on the blade
You got your hand on the pistol, honey
Go on and make my day
You got your hand on the pistol, honey
You got your hand on the blade
You got your hand on the pistol, honey
You’s so good, I got bad
I want your love, it drives me mad