Call It What It Is

Ooh, alright I ain't trying to be your lover, I'm just trying to be your man of the night Laying low and undercover Baby, I'm steady staying out of sight Too many days, too many nights Too much of nothing in a place I don't belong You can rest your head on my shoulder till the morning comes

Cause everybody wants to be loved And everybody wants to be touched Woah, and everybody is looking for a fix A little reason to exist So tonight girl let's call it what it is

Alright Call it what it is

I ain't trying to be no prophet on some puppet for the political man I'm just chasing down a dream to the beat of an American band And if the way I'm living might seem wrong, I wanna be right Yeah all I know right now girl, is I want you tonight

Woah and everybody wants to be loved Everybody wants to be touched Woah, and everybody is looking for a fix A little reason to exist So tonight girl let's call it what it is

Alright We'll call it what it is

I ain't trying to be your lover, I'm just trying to be your man of the night

Everybody wants to be loved Woah and everybody wants to be touched (Yeah, they do) Everybody is looking for a fix So come on, lay it on these lips Yeah tonight girl let's call it what it is

Oh that's right Call it what it is Woah We're just two lost souls looking for a fix It's all good, it's all good, all right