Vacant Love - Enuff Z'Nuff

She told me she was not some little girl

So I decided I would take her home

And after we had played around the world

I never had to call her on the phone

And so I get to hang out with my friends

And wait until the weekdays ever end

We’ll be Making love

A vacant love

'Cause my hands and my eyes

Can’t catch enough

Making love

A vacant love

A hungry little heart can mess you up Can bring you all the way down to your knees

Vacating from your mind when you get stuck

And maybe leave you begging

«Baby please»

And so I get to wind up with my friends

and wait until the weekdays ever end

We’ll be Making love

A vacant love

'Cause my hands and my eyes

Can’t catch enough

Making love

A vacant love

When everything has all been said and done

There’s nothing left to say that wasn’t true

I realize you’re probably not the one

And never have the chance to make me blue

When everybody wants to mess around

And everyone goes home and we go down

We’ll be