of me when the lights go down, And do you breathe me in the smoke from your cigarettes, Do you feel me with every breath? Can you find me, In the midst
right here I could be wrapped up in a blanket in the cold Put a cactus wrapped in lights on her front door I could be on her Christmas list if she wished for me
thug in the club with his ice on 87 jeans and a fresh pair of Nikes on On the couch, on the table, on the bar, or on the floor I wanna make love in