You run your fingers up & down the glass Got this smile sez "come on, just ask" Every boy dreams of you Can't lie, I'm one too You hold the power Of a fine forbidden flower Getting ready to burst in the witching hour But then you cross your legs and I know I'm gonna get hurt You're a flirt Makeup perfect as you twirl your hair You little tease I don't have a prayer You stir my drink with your finger I drink it down, hook, line and sinker You hold the power Of a fine forbidden flower Getting ready to burst in the witching hour But then you cross your legs and I know I'm gonna get hurt You're a flirt You hold the power Of a fine forbidden flower Getting ready to burst in the witching hour But then you cross your legs and I know I'm gonna get hurt You're a flirt I'm getting' ready to burst in the witching hour But then you cross your legs and I know I'm gonna get hurt I know, yeah I know I'm gonna get hurt Cause I know, that you're, just a flirt