That song that reminds me of you. I'm so hung up on you it isn't even funny. I'm not sure if you'd have me even if you didn't have a girlfriend, but goddamn I wish you would and that you didn't. I just want to kiss your gorgeous face and make love to your gorgeous body. Right now I'd kill to have you shove me up against a wall and have your way with me right then and there. I can just imagine your hot breath on my neck whispering in my ear all the naughty things you want to do to me and all the bad things you want me to do to you. But it's not meant to be, is it? Unless you suddenly happen to find yourself single, in which case, you know where to find me. —Hot and Bothered