A small room exploiting the worlds full potential of youth She's reading of bad things she shouldn't do She calls my phone, says I want this with you My brain says no but my head's feeling brand new Won't you come over and spend some time, if that's what you want Turn the red light on just for fun, and stay up all night Take me down to the secret part of your soul Show me around and let me know what you had in mind When you called that phone of mine, yeah So take it slow and let our bodies intertwine And she said, let's be intricate, not intimate It's still love I'm just not into it Intrigued by your body but it's flown phone to phone 'round town You're quite more audacious when your mother's not around Infatuation invitation now Tiptoe up the stairwell, don't make a sound So I'll come over and spend some time if that's what you want Turn the red light on just for fun, and stay up all night Take me down to the secret part of your soul Show me around and let me know what you had in mind When you called that phone of mine, yeah So take it slow and let our bodies intertwine And she said, let's be intricate, not intimate It's still love I'm just not into it