(j. spinks) Late last night I was sitting all alone You were there on the end of my phone I was thinking bout you You were talking bout us In my mind I just wanted you there Run my fingers through your hair I was thinking bout you You were talking bout us I closed my eyes cos I was out of control From fingers to the tip of my toes I was thinking bout you You were talking bout us Late last night you know I needed you there I was sitting kinda back in my chair You were talking to me I was thinking bout us All I wanted was to see you undress I could picture you more or less I was thinking bout you You were talking bout us I closed my eyes cos I was out of control From fingers to the tip of my toes I was thinking bout you You were talking ? bout us oh, la, la, la, la Oh oh la, la, la, la Last night it was getting kinda late I got the message and you knew I couldn? t wait I was thinking ? bout you you were talking bout us I closed my eyes cos I was out of control From fingers to the tip of my toes I was thinking bout you You were talking bout us That? s you and me babe I was thinking bout you you were talking bout us I was thinking bout you you were talking bout us