Bestseller mystery

Oohhh you hit me like a high speed freight train Just when I thought all was lost Now intrigue desire racing all through my brain I opened Pandora's box My best friend done told me that you were the shit See that added fuel to my fire With the eyes of an angel and a mouth made for sin Speaking words made to inspire Something gotta hold of me Hell 'O- automatic chemistry This is the way I feel You're just like a Bestseller mystery I can't put down I need to read to the end Baby you flow so heavenly Gotta turn to page one Start you all over again Blazing front cover in every which way Tell me, what's behind that little smile? I done read a couple things I done read a coupla chapters I like your turn of phrase And oohh those lips beguile