Don't You Want Me Baby
I guess you could say it all started on that one night.
My usual squeaky clean imaged was definitely tarnished after that night.
With my Mom being gone, it gave the perfect opportunity at what is called a teenager's rite of passage.
In translation: a party.
But what can I say with being friends with Puck and Santana that there wouldn't be any alcohol?
Maybe our fate that night was alcohol induced.
But the sparks we had was more than that.
I could just feel it and I knew he felt it too.
"Spin the bottle! Let's play spin the bottle!" Rachel cried out.
"Oh!" we all cried as Britney and Sam leaned up and kissed each other.
Santana kept babbling on about how Sam was hers and all that shit.
"My turn!" I called out.
I leaned over and spun the vodka bottle that was set before me.
That's when my breath caught in my throat.
I looked over to see the forbidden fruit staring intently back at me.
"This is outstanding!" Kurt exclaimed
"Blaine Warbler, I am gonna rock your world…" I slurred
I leaned over as he did.
Our lips touched starting off as quick pecks, but then they slowed down into something so much more.
Ours lips explored each other's forgetting about those around us.
His hand came up and rested on my neck pushing my lips into his more forcefully.
"Ok! I think we've had enough of that now!" Kurt said
"Your face tastes awesome." I whispered slurred
"I think I've found a new duet partner!" I called
[Blaine]
You were workin' as a waitress in a cocktail bar
When I met you
I picked you out, I shook you up and turned you around
Turned you into someone new
Now five years later on you've got the world at your feet
Success has been so easy for you
But don't forget, it's me who put you where you are now
And I can put you back down too
[Chorus]
Don't, don't you want me?
You know I can't believe it
When I hear that you won't see me
Don't, don't you want me?
You know I don't believe it
When you say that you don't need me
It's much too late to find
You think you've changed your mind
You'd better change it back or we will both be sorry
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, ohh?
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, ohh?
[Kylie]
I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar
That much is true
But even then I knew I'd find a much better place
Either with or without you
The five years we have had have been such good times
I still love you
But now I think it's time I live my life on my own
I guess it's just what I must do
[Chorus]
Don't, don't you want me?
You know I can't believe it
When I hear that you won't see me
Don't, don't you want me?
You know I don't believe it
When you say that you don't need me
It's much too late to find
When you think you've changed your mind
You'd better change it back or we will both be sorry
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, ohh?
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, ohh?
[Repeat x3]
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, ohh?
Don't you want me, baby?
Don't you want me, ohh?
Don't you want me, baby?