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More Than Just Friends
By Mariah Carey
Taken from the twelfth studio album "Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel"
By Mariah Carey
Taken from the twelfth studio album "Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel"
Track nhạc thứ 11 "More Than Just Friends" là một bản Pop R&B nhẹ nhàng nhưng cũng không kém phần bắt tai, bài hát thể hiện mong muốn của cô về một mối quan hệ lãng mạn sâu sắc hơn với người mà cô coi là bạn. Phần lời cho thấy cô bị thu hút bởi người này và sẵn sàng làm mọi cách để theo đuổi mối quan hệ tình cảm với đối phương.
Ca khúc đã thành công thể hiện khát khao của nữ ca sĩ khi muốn đưa mối quan hệ của mình với một người từ tình bạn lên một mức độ thân mật và yêu thương hơn. Nó cũng truyền tải sự sẵn sàng của cô để làm mọi thứ có thể nhằm theo đuổi một mối quan hệ lãng mạn và ở bên người đó đến cuối đời.
M-i-m-i, m-i-m-i, m-i
Oh, oh, okay
Oh, oh, okay
M-i-m-i, m-i-m-i, m-i
Okay
Oh, oh, okay
Oh, oh, okay (MC)
I'd rather be with you, but you never tried to holla
We can spend a couple milli actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn, beep, beep, I'll follow
Have your whip in my driveway by tomorrow
Secretly I know you wanna hit it like the lotto
And after that, we can ketchup like tomato
We can make love in Italy in the Grotto
Fresh off the jet at the Met
They're screamin' bravo (Bravo, bravo)
Steppin' in my Jimmy Choo's, yeah
I got it all cute for ya, baby (Ooh-ooh)
Nothing like them other girls
I would never be rude to you, baby (Ooh-ooh)
Can't wait, just say that you wanna be
More than just friends
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, until the end
Boy, you got me all mixed up like Serato
You got me spinnin' 'round for ya like a lil' model
Steady feenin' for you like them fries at McDonald's
I wanna be all on your lips like gelato
Permanently paint me in your picture like Picasso
Love me down till I hit the top of my soprano
We can pop bottles, get me actin' all me llamo
Then baby come and pluck this thing like a cello, cello, cello
Steppin' in my Chrissy Lou's, yeah
I got it all cute for ya, baby (Cute; Ooh-ooh)
Nothing like them other girls
I would never be rude to you, baby (Ooh-ooh)
Can't wait, just say that you wanna be
More than just friends (Boy)
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end (I'ma love you)
The end, the end, the end, the end (Oh-oh, oh woah)
More than just friends (Baby, more than just friends)
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends (I'm gonna love you, baby)
Boy, until the end
Who's gon' speak and start off this thing? (Oh, oh, okay)
Is it you, is it me? (Oh, oh, okay)
We should say how we feel for real sugar, baby (Oh, oh, okay)
Boo, I need your touch (Need your touch)
Never wanted somethin' so much (Somethin' so much)
Friendship just ain't enough (Just ain't enough)
Boy, I wanna be with you until the end (Ayy)
The end (Ayy), the end (Ayy), the end, the end, the end
More than just friends (Ayy, yeah)
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end (I'ma love you until the end)
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends (Oh, baby)
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end (I'ma love you until the end)
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends (Baby, more than just friends)
Boy, until the end
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
