Got gooseflesh, got butterflies, got a temperature you're gonna feel on the rise. I make a good man, like a bad son, like a daddy that you call number one.
I see this big heart like a big steak, makin' your love, make me feel the lick So when the clouds come, bad weather roam Ain't a shame if I don't see the sun because
Who needs the sunshine when your here When you carry the sunshine with you
Don't need no big drank, or cigarette I got more than I need to complete the set I make picturesque on the warm breast Hittin' hard cause I don't need no rest But gimme medicine in shape of yourself and Whatever fetish I decide myself to cast you in So when the storm break I'll leave the headache To walk alone in the cloud for my own sake
Who needs the sunshine when your here When you carry the sunshine all alone with you