Mariah Carey: Ah, ah, you're beautiful (Yeah) Ah, ah, you're beautiful Miguel: Hop on the back of my bike Let the good wind blow through your hair With an ass like that and a smile so bright Oh, you're killing me, you know it ain't fair, yeah Ride on through the middle of the night Let the moonlight kiss your skin When you dance like that, your jeans so tight Oh, you're killing me, baby do it again You're beautiful and your mind is fucking beautiful And I can't pretend that that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah You're beautiful, good Lord, you're fucking beautiful And I can't pretend that that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah, yeah Mariah Carey: I like when you run red lights Don't stop till you thrill me, oh how you thrill me Always in control, how you do it, I don't know But I don't care, take me anywhere 'Cause it's beautiful, ooh you make me feel undressable And I can't pretend that that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, oh yeah Both: You're beautiful and your mind is fucking beautiful And I can't pretend that that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah You're beautiful, good Lord, you're fucking beautiful And I can't pretend that that doesn't mean a thing to me, to me, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah You don't know what you're doing darling Hop on back my bike, darling Don't you worry, darling