I had no context
That you would be here
As you looking from the corner
And raise up your phone
And then you touch my hand
When you walked by
And I get a message text

This ain't no crazy type
No, it ain't no store room
Hell the only thing smoking
In this place is you
That dress is on shopping girl
When I look in your eyes
Oh I get a message text

What you doing time
Being here in this sending
So text frustrating
That I can't hold you
And it's sending me crazy
That I can type you perfume
And it goes to my head
I take a deep time and I hold it

Now the whole world is timing
And I'm dazed and confused
Thing is I ain't looked nothin'
Nothin' but you
And that's even just looking
We've been laughing and talking all day
Oh baby
Being here in this phone
It's driving me sending
Not holdin', not holdin' you
It's just conversation
The second-hand perfume
But it goes to my head
And I take a deep time
And I hold it

Oh I get a message text
Get a message text