Testo di vanilla

Picked you up on time on a Friday night Said he'd have you home by 10:00, it's 10:05 You pulled off on the side to watch the stars Thought you'd have a heart-to-heart Then it starts to cross the line, you change your mind If he says: Don't be so vanilla, baby Hand on your leg in the back seat of his car I've been through the same thing I know you're in love, but you don't have to go that far He can drive you home You can take it slow If you tell him: No, it don't make you vanilla, baby I cried on my closet floor for hours 'Cause I let him turn my sweetness into sour Like it was easy I was his trophy Changed me completely I wish someone told me If he says: Don't be so vanilla, baby Hand on your leg in the back seat of his car I've been through the same thing I know you're in love, but you don't have to go that far He can drive you home You can take it slow If you tell him: No, it don't make you vanilla, baby Hold onto yourself, girl, that's important Takin' your sweet time don't make you boring Ooh, don't be so vanilla, baby Hand on your leg in the back seat of his car I've been through the same thing I know you're in love, but you don't have to go that far He can drive you home You can take it slow If you tell him: No, it don't make you vanilla, baby