Oh, oh-oh, ohh
Oh, oh-oh, ohh
Oh, oh-oh, ohh
Oh, ya backstroke
Picture me in one of those two-seater things
Top down, so thoughts of you were in the breeze
And the wind (and the wind)
And the wind, wind's in my hair
Lord, each time I said I won't be back around
You get me back around
And I know you bring me down
But still somehow you seem to get me high
Oh papi, I sit and think about all of the
Things that we go through and I
Wonder why I stay with you but there's
Something in your backstroke (and it keeps me into you)
Something in your backstroke
Here it is, I'ma make it plain
I'ma lay it on the line (lay it on the line)
Mostly I feel you're just a waste of my time
But oh (I want ya), I (I got to have ya)
Oh (really don't need ya)
Oh, but it's the way you love me
That keeps me thinkin, papi
Oh papi, I sit and think about all of the
Things that we go through and I
Wonder why I stay with you but there's
Something in your backstroke (and it keeps me into you)
Something in your backstroke
And it keeps me into you
And it keeps me into you
And it keeps me into you
And it keeps me into you
I can't do this forever
But right now I'd rather just give in
And get your love tonight
Oh papi, I sit and think about all of the
Things that we go through and I
Wonder why I stay with you but there's
Something in your backstroke (and it keeps me into you)
Something in your backstroke
