Texty: Jon B.. Bonafide. Isn't It Scary.

I know a place where we can get it on good, baby
As far away, far away baby, from the world and all the city lights
If you're not scared to get away
From the normal things, from the normal dreams

And you're not thinking about your man at home
Just me and you alone
Ain't it scary, baby

Isn't it scary
How you're here with me
And not with your man at home

Isn't it scary
How you're here with me
And not with your man at home
Me and you alone

And baby, baby, baby, baby
Don't you see this love runs deep in me, baby
Pretty lady, oh girl
I feel too good to feel guilty

I'm sorry for nothing
Except that I'm not with you for good
And if I could, if I could, yeah
I'd make you mine, oh mine
Now aren't you scared

Isn't it scary
How you're here with me
And not with your man at home

Isn't it scary
How you're here with me
And not with your man at home
Me and you alone

Isn't it scary
How you're here with me
And not with your man at home

Isn't it scary
How you're here with me
And not with your man at home
Me and you alone

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Isn't it scary
How you're here with me
And not with your man at home

Isn't it scary
How you're here with me
And not with your man at home
Me and you alone

Isn't it scary
How you're here with me
And not with your man at home
Isn't it scary