paroles de chanson Talking 'bout Us - The Outfield

Late last night i was sitting all alone
You were there on the end of my phone
I was thinking ′bout you
You were talking 'bout us
In my mind i just wanted you there
Run my fingers through your hair
I was thinking ′bout you
You were talking 'bout us
I closed my eyes cos i was out of control
From fingers to the tip of my toes
I was thinking 'bout you
You were talking ′bout us
Late last night you know i needed you there
I was sitting kinda back in my chair
You were talking to me i was thinking ′bout us
All i wanted was to see you undress
I could picture you more or less
I was thinking 'bout you
You were talking ′bout us
I closed my eyes cos i was out of control
From fingers to the tip of my toes
I was thinking 'bout you
You were talking? bout us oh, la, la, la, la
Oh oh la, la, la, la
Last night it was getting kinda late
I got the message and you knew i couldn? t wait
I was thinking? bout you you were talking ′bout us
I closed my eyes cos i was out of control
From fingers to the tip of my toes
I was thinking 'bout you
You were talking ′bout us
That? s you and me babe
I was thinking 'bout you you were talking 'bout us
I was thinking ′bout you you were talking ′bout us