By Ty England All day long at the factory I can't do my job It ain't at all like me to count the minutes on the clock I walk around on a cloud like a love sick fool All because of mystical sweet little kissable irresistible you I vowed I'd never take another chance with this heart of mine I'd have no part of romance after being burned last time Now here I am my guard down like I swore I wouldn't do All because of mystical, sweet little kissable, irresistible you I've lost all my self control, I'm like someone I don't know One taste of your sweet lips and I can't help myself Girl you got me where you want me, I'm where I wanna be too All because of mystical, sweet little kissable, irresistible you