Eat Out

Boy, you’re serving silver platter, candlelight and mood,

Got that look that tells me everything without a single clue.

You whisper like a secret, sliding closer in the booth,

My heart is skipping beats, but baby, that ain’t all that’s moving too.

Your fingers trace the menu like you’re reading what I crave,

And every little smirk you give is wicked misbehave.

Your lips are saying “dinner,” but your eyes are saying “now,”

And I can feel the tension rising like you’re ready to take a bow.

You lean in, bite your lip, tease me with that wicked pout,

Ask me softly what I’m hungry for —

Boy, I think you know I’m all about…

Let’s eat out, eat out,

Under table, under cover, where the lights go down.

Just sneak out, sneak out,

There’s a flavour on your mind and I can taste it now.

Baby, no doubt, no doubt,

You’ve been starving for a serving I can hand you now.

So let’s eat out, eat out —

If you’re hungry for a night you won’t forget somehow.

We’re laughing at the waiter who keep asking what we want,

But the only thing I’m craving, he ain’t got it on the front.

You take a cherry with your tongue and swirl it slow like it’s a tease,

I swear you’re raising temperatures like tropical degrees.

The way you hold your posture, boy, you’re confident and bold,

I’m melting like a dessert left too long out in the cold.

Your whisper hits my neck like you’ve rehearsed it in your sleep,

“Let’s find a quiet corner where the secrets run real deep.”

You lean in, take my hand, lead me from that crowded scene,

Say you’ve got a special appetite for something wild and keen…

Let’s eat out, eat out,

Under table, under cover, where the lights go down.

Just sneak out, sneak out,

There’s a flavour on your mind and I can taste it now.

Baby, no doubt, no doubt,

You’ve been starving for a serving I can hand you now.

So let’s eat out, eat out —

If you’re hungry for a night you won’t forget somehow.

You say you’re in the mood for something sweet and something bold,

Something warm and something wicked with a story left untold.

You want a midnight snack that’s got you coming back for more,

A private reservation, candle waiting at the door.

Your sighs are saying everything your mouth don’t dare confess,

But I can read you like a menu, boy — and yes, the answer’s “yes.”

So let’s slip out of the backroom with a smile we both ignite,

Because the course you’ve been desiring?

Baby… I’ll serve it right.

Let’s eat out, eat out,

Under table, under cover, let the world fade out.

Just sneak out, sneak out,

Got a craving only I know how to dish right now.

Baby, no doubt, no doubt,

You’ve been hungry for a taste you can’t live without.

So let’s eat out, eat out —

Tonight’s the kind of feast we don’t talk about.