You got a fetish for my love I push you out and you come right back Don't see a point in blaming (you) If I were you, I'd do me (too) You got a fetish for my love I push you out and you come right back Don't see a point in blaming (you) If I were you, I'd do me (too) You got a fetish for my love There was something about Lance playing football that drove his girlfriend Kenzie insane he was invited to do something with the Texas team she couldn't remember the teams name nor did she care she was busy watching her F1 driver boyfriend throw a foot ball in a white shirt and a what hat backwards with black joggers she was sat biting her bottom lip there was just something about him in that outfit throwing around a ball that drove her feral. He came over slightly sweaty she could feel her heart rate pick up he smirked at her she was already almost a puddle but that smirk dear god she was going insane Lance: Hey little koala what ya doing he said taking the hat off to run a hand through his hair before putting it back on