Sweet cakes, come on back to my place.
White lies, reeling out my favourite line
I really want to steal the show.

And everybody says the sky is falling,
And don’t you know, that we’re not calling.
And everybody, run and hide tonight.
I say,
You really steal the show.

Just wait for a while at my gate,
She’s fine stepping out the door in style.
I really want to steal the show.

The love you give, the heart you make,
The love I take, the heart I break,
The pretty smile upon your face,
The one that I laid to waste.