Lyrics:

I could pretend I'm Jesus
That I'm gonna heal your body
And darling I see you're hurting
Why don't you come inside?

And I've never been with anybody like you
There is nobody with a body like you
Baby let's take it to the bedroom
Why don't you come inside?

This isn't love, oh
This is an emergency
Keep thinking of
That picture that you sent to me

So you're coming over
Brooklyn to London
Though I didn't expect it
Now we're lying in my bed
Coming over
Brooklyn to London
Though I didn't expect it
Now we're lying in my bed

Don't have to pretend I need you
I can't stop looking at my telephone
Want you to call me but you never call
And now I'm wondering why

This isn't love
This is an emergency
Keep thinking of
That picture that you sent to me

So you're coming over
Brooklyn to London
No I didn't expect it
Now we're lying in my bed
Coming over
Brooklyn to London
Though I didn't expect it
Now we're lying, lying, lying

Summer, in love
I think you're awesome
And I don't wanna get out of bed
But baby there's a whole world out there
That I wanna see with you
We could take the subway, to the beach where there's a breeze
'Cause we're in America, oh yeah
We're in America, oh yeah