When I Get You Alone (feat. Darren Criss)

Baby girl, where ya at?

Got no strings, got none attached

Can't stop that feeling for long, no

You're making dogs wanna beg

Breakin' them off your fancy legs

But they make you feel right at home now

See all these illusions just take us too long

And I want it bad

Because you walk pretty

Because you talk pretty

'Cause you make me sick and I'm not leaving till you're leaving

Oh, I swear there's something when she's pumping, asking for a raise

Well, does she want me to carry her home now?

So does she want me to buy her things?

On my house, on my job

On my loot, shoes, my shirt, my crew, my mind

My father's last name?

When I get you alone

When I get you, you'll know, babe

When I get you alone

When I get you alone

Oh, come on

Yeah, yeah

Baby girl, you da shh

That makes you my equivalent

Well, you can keep your toys in the drawer tonight, alright

All my dogs talking fast

Ain't you got some photographs

'Cause you shook that room like a storm now

Yes, you did, yes, you did

All these intrusions just take us too wrong

And I want you so bad

Because you walk steady

Because you talk steady

'Cause you make me sick and I'm not leaving till you're leaving

So I pray to something she ain't bluffing, rubbing up on me

Well, does she want me to make a vow?

Check it, well, does she want me to make it now?

On my house, on my job

On my loot, shoes, my voice, my crew, my mind

My father's last name?

When I get you alone

When I get you, you'll know, babe

When I get you alone

When I get you alone

When I get you alone (Yeah)