Infatuation

Album: Stripped (2002)
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  • Ooh oh, hey
    Hey, oh-oh, hey

    He comes from a foreign place
    An island far away
    Intrigues me with every move
    Til' I'm breathless, I'm helpless
    Can't keep my cool
    Steals my heart when he takes my hand
    And we dance, to the rhythm of the band
    I feel his fingertips, grip my hips
    And I slip as we dip into a rare bliss

    Mama used to warn me
    To beware of those Latin lovers
    She said I gave my heart too soon
    And that's how I became your mother
    I said, "Ay mama, you seem to forget
    I'm not in love yet
    Sweet talk don't win me over"
    But I realized
    Big brown eyes can hypnotize
    When he says

    "I am full blood boricua"
    Reads the tattoo on his arm
    He tells me, "Mami, I need ya"
    And my heartbeat pumps so strong
    Getting lost in el ritmo
    He whispers, "Te quiero, te quiero"
    I begin to give in with no hesitation
    Can't help my infatuation
    (Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah)
    It's pure infatuation
    (Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah)
    Hey

    Skin the color of cinnamon
    His eyes light up and I melt within
    Feels so good it must be a sin
    I can't stop what I started
    I'm giving in (giving in)
    He brings life to my fantasies
    Sparks a passion inside of me ('side of me)
    Finds the words when I cannot speak
    In the silence, his heartbeat is music to me

    Mama used to warn me
    Not to rush love with another (not to rush love)
    She said I'm not trying to lecture
    I just care about my daughter
    Ay mama, you seem to forget
    I never will let
    A man control my emotions
    But when he smiles (when he smiles)
    I feel like a little child
    When he says

    I am full blood boricua
    Reads the tattoo on his arm (whoa, whoa)
    He tells me, "Mami I need ya"
    And my heartbeat pumps so strong (so strong)
    Getting lost in el ritmo
    He whispers, "Te quiero, te quiero"
    I begin to give in with no hesitation
    Can't help my infatuation
    (Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah)
    It's pure infatuation
    (Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah)

    Caught between my mama's words
    And what I feel inside
    I'm wanting to explore his world
    But part of me wants to hide
    Should I risk it? Can't resist it
    This has caught me by surprise
    Should I, let him take me to Puerto Rico?
    I can't hold back no more
    Let's go tonight
    Ooh, hey

    Papi, hold me
    Say that you adore me (you adore me)
    Never let go
    Never leave me lonely (leave me lonely)
    Papi, hold me
    Say that you adore me (oh)
    Never let go
    Never leave me lonely

    I am full blood boricua (boricua)
    Reads the tattoo on his arm (on his arm)
    He tells me, "Mami I need ya"
    And my heartbeat pumps so strong (so strong)
    Getting lost in el ritmo
    He whispers, "Te quiero, te quiero" (oh, quiero)
    I begin to give in with no hesitation
    Can't help my infatuation
    (I can't help, what I'm feeling, I'm infatuated)
    It's pure infatuation (oh)
    Can't help my infatuation (oh, whoa, oh)
    It's pure infatuation

    Hey Writer/s: Christina Aguilera, Matthew Morris, Scott Storch
    Publisher: Anthem Entertainment, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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