Guilty Pleasure

I'm standing on the dance floor. You staring at me by the bar. DJ's spinning. You know this feeling, Don't you? And I can see the ending. This would not be our first time. I feel the craving. You pull me back in Your arms. You're my guilty pleasure, you're my guilty Pleasure. See your eyes and I'm losing my mind. You're my guilty pleasure, you're my guilty Pleasure. Regret it in the morning, But tonight you make me fly. But tonight you make me fly. But tonight you make me fly. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, Oh, Oh, oh. How Many times I tried it? Somehow you keep me wanting more. The floor's getting empty. You're holding me gently. Oh, yeah. I lie down on my bedsheets. I hear you coming from the hall. You're pulling the handle, so blow out the candle, Baby. You're my guilty pleasure, you're my guilty Pleasure. See your eyes and I'm losing my mind. You're my guilty pleasure, you're my guilty Pleasure. Regret it in the morning, But tonight you make me fly. But tonight you make me fly. But tonight you make me fly. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh. Oh.