Yeah
Oh, baby (yeah, babe)
Yeah
Oh, baby
Let's get saved (let's get saved)
Well, well, well, well, well
I need
I need to be saved

I'm coming, baby
I hear your tone
I'm running red lights
I'm rushing home
I got it, baby
You feel alone
Your body's cold and naked
You need me to hold

So in love
Girl, you're like the mornin' sun
When I'm down, you lift me up
I wanna overdose on your touch

Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na
(Take me higher, baby)
Take me to the sky
Then ya, yank on the line
And I get high, high, high
But baby, baby, I don't mind
(I get higher, baby)
Like a grape on the vine
You turn me, turn me into wine
And I get high, high, high
But listen, baby, I don't mind (I don't mind, woo)

Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na
I'm coming, baby
I hear your tone
I'm running red lights
I'm rushing home
I got it, baby
You feel alone
Your body's cold and naked
You need me to hold

Just because
Girl, you know I love us so much
Better than I thought it was
I wanna overdose on your touch, yeah, baby

Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na
(Take me higher, baby)
Take me to the sky
Then ya, yank on the line
And I get high, high, high
But baby, baby, I don't mind
(Take me higher, baby)
Like a grape on the vine
You turn me, turn me into wine
And I get high, high, high
But listen, baby, I don't mind
(Take me higher, baby, yeah)

Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na
I'm coming, baby
I hear your tone
I'm running red lights
I'm rushing home
I got it, baby
You feel alone
Your body's cold and naked
You need me to hold

Na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na
(Take me higher, baby)
Take me to the sky
Then ya, yank on the line
And I get high, high, high
But baby, baby, I don't mind
(I get higher, baby)
Like a grape on the vine
You turn me, turn me into wine
And I get high, high, high
But listen, baby, I don't mind
(Take me higher, baby)

Copyright: Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Chris Payton, Pharrell Williams, Robin Thicke