Sweet Happy Dreaming Sweet Sugar Dreaming - More Than Friend | Korean Song

I'm gonna tell you about my baby I speak of her with pride She go all the way to make me satisfied Oh she's my baby, she's my baby, don't you see I can't call her sugar 'cause sugar never was so sweet It ain't no suprise, she serve me in the bed She manicure my nails, scratch dandruff from my head She's my baby, she's my baby, don't you see I can't call her sugar 'cause sugar never was so sweet When I say what I want, that's the way it's gonna be She fall over backwards to go right on pleasin' me Oh she's my baby, she's my baby, can't you see I can't call her sugar 'cause sugar never was so sweet

I met her when I was still with my ex but Her lipstick was blood red, she wore her hair messed up She was my best friend when I had a boyfriend But she was on my mind when I was in his bed So we kept in touch 'cause I wanted to touch her I got kinda drunk and told her that I liked her She said, "You're the best" This girl has got me all messed up Up, up, 'cause When she bites her lip, looks at me like that I wanna be more than a friend, more than a friend Does she feel the same? Does she want me back? I wanna be more than a friend, more than a friend I have you close but I want more I want your t-shirt on the floor When you bite your lip, look at me like that I wanna be more than a friend, more than a friend (More than a friend) So fucking confusing, the way that she texts me Keeps saying, "I love you," wish she really meant it (hey, I love you) Sometimes she comes over, we call it a girls night When she takes her clothes off, I know that she's my type (oh my god) So we kept in touch 'cause I wanted to touch her I got kinda drunk and told her that I liked her She said, "You're the best" This girl has got me all messed up (All messed up in my mind) Up, up, 'cause When she bites her lip, looks at me like that I wanna be more than a friend, more than a friend Does she feel the same? Does she want me back? I wanna be more than a friend, more than a friend I have you close but I want more I want your t-shirt on the floor When you bite your lip, look at me like that I wanna be more than a friend, more than a friend My hands 'round her body Her perfume left on me On top of the dresser I wanna undress her My hands 'round her body Her perfume left on me This girl's got me all messed up, up When she bites her lip, looks at me like that I wanna be more than a friend, more than a friend Does she feel the same? Does she want me back? I wanna be more than a friend, more than a friend I have you close but I want more I want your t-shirt on the floor When you bite your lip, look at me like that I wanna be more than a friend, more than a friend