Fantasy - Ben Rosett

Got the car parked

Everyone’s gone, high heels on

Standing real tall

You breaking my fall

Take your top off

Can’t keep your clothes on

When I’m in Rome

Singing my song

You breaking my fall

And I know what you do to me

Yeah you know what you need, what you need

I’m feeling some way

I’m feeling some way, some way

Don’t play, you know I don’t play

Don’t play with me and my fantasy

Don’t play with my fantasy

I’ll take you to the front row

Don’t just turn to the other side

And then stand to walk the window

Not telling me so

I know you put in ground work

Found all these opportunities

So don’t be cruel to me

I think you know

I love you so damn much

I know you got the good seat

Feeling that heat

Massaging your feet

Creeping on fleek

You kissing on me

You wanna take the back streets

Whenever we meet

I’m feeling that heat

When you’re kissing on me

(When we’re) creeping on fleek

I’m feeling some way

I’m feeling some way, some way

Don’t play, you know I don’t play

Don’t play with me and my fantasy

Don’t play with my fantasy

I’m in the subway

The Metropolitan Subway

Sunday

Rolling through Paris on a Sunday

Don’t change

There’s nothing about you that I would change

My fantasy

Yeah that’s my fantasy

I’ll take you to the front row

Don’t just turn to the other side

And then stand to walk the window

Not telling me so

I know you put in ground work

Found all these opportunities

So don’t be cruel to me

I think you know

I love you so damn much