you..

What you've got boy is hard to find 
I think about it all the time 
I'm all strung out, my heart is fried 
I just can't get you off my mind 



I don't care what people say
The rush is worth the price I pay
I get so high when you're with me
But crash and crave you when you leave
So I've got a question
Do you wanna have a slumber party in my basement?
Do I make your heart beat like an 808 drum