Keep on the track, you'll find me
You're already so close to me
Like a sure sign in a crystal ball
It lifts me halfway-ya-ya
Go up the little path, stay there, there
Come on, move a bit more-ya-ya
But if you get lost I'll wait for you
I can almost, almost see you
Follow the directions well so that you know what to do
Because I'm waiting for someone that makes me fall in love
Old-school, that he sends me flowers
I want him to take me to the movies
I want him to steal a kiss from me
But at night he also gets naughty
That roams on my bed, always without pajamas
Listening to music all weekend
That knows how to choose, that knows how to decide
If he's hanging with Shakira, JLo or Karol G
That touches me over there, that touches me right there
Until you find me, but right there
Turn off the li', I prefer it dim
What you want, I already thought of it first
Like Betty Boo, I drive everybody crazy
I decide which one I dump and which one I keep, mmm
I already saw he's looking for a sexy babe
Who goes down on him and repeats the process
And I know he hasn't found one that lets him
I'm your favorite, it shows on your face
That knows how to choose, knows how to decide
If he's hanging with Shakira, JLo or Karol G
That touches me over there, that touches me right there
Until you find me, but right there