Drive Me Mad - Tyler Bryant & The Shakedown

When you walk my whole world shakes

When you speak my cold heart breaks

You’re 'bout the best I never had

Want your love, it drives me mad

Want your love, it drives me

You’s so good, I got bad

I want your love, it drives me mad

Nothing else on my mind

Those heavy hips and lips like wine

straight to head

Moves like that’ll leave a poor boy dead

Moves like that’ll leave a poor boy

You’s so good, I got bad

I want your love, it drives me mad

You got your hand on the pistol, honey

You got your hand on the blade

You got your hand on the pistol, honey

Go on and make my day

You got your hand on the pistol, honey

You got your hand on the blade

You got your hand on the pistol, honey

You’s so good, I got bad

I want your love, it drives me mad