Microphone

[Verse 1] At the spring water on the west end Sippin' on somethin' and I saw you strummin' Through the lust and the lovers, we locked eyes Up on stage you're so fine [Pre-Chorus] Was it the way you were lookin' at me? Or the scar on your pretty face? Maybe your tight black jeans, boy, I want a taste (Boy, I want a taste, oh) But if you really wanna know what got me hot What said, "Let's go, I don't wanna stop" It was your (Microphone) Let me put it into words what got me off Made me into a freak, what I really want It was your (Microphone) [Chorus] Microphone, boy It was your microphone (Microphone) Microphone, boy It was your microphone (Microphone) [Verse 2] You're fingerpicking your Gibson, all pretty and grey Put those fingers on me, I want it all the way You sing about lovers you've had before Tonight I'll be the one you'll be singing for [Pre-Chorus] I'm really tickled tonight, I like the way that I'm seein' you Yeah, you in my bed I wanna see you naked (Oh, oh) But if you really wanna know what got me hot What said, "Let's go, I don't wanna stop" It was your (Microphone) Let me put it into words what got me off Made me into a freak, what I really want It was your (Microphone) [Chorus] Microphone, boy It was your microphone (Microphone) Microphone, boy It was your microphone (Microphone) [Bridge] Microphone, microphone Microphone, microphone Microphone, boy, it was your microphone (Easy, sit back and play me) Microphone, boy, it was your microphone (Just play me, you're done with your guitar) [Pre-Chorus] Was it the way you were lookin' at me? Or the scar on your pretty face? Maybe your tight black jeans, boy, I want a taste Boy, I want a taste, oh If you really wanna know what got me hot What said, "Let's go, I don't wanna stop" It was your (Microphone) Let me put it into words what got me off Made me into a freak, what I really want It was your (Microphone) [Chorus] Microphone, boy It was your microphone (Microphone) Microphone, boy It was your microphone