You got a Daytona gold tan, skin like the sand Girl as cool as the blue on a cold can bit of wild child, coming through that tipsy smile With you wearing whatever the hell you want of style The kind of naughty habit I get used to, heh
You set a fire up and my skin as your fingertips go scraping I'm as gone as I've been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby You put your hands on me, put my hands on you get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to I can't quit, kick this kind of craving Girl you drive me fifty of crazy
Hint of a twist, cinnamon lipstick dropping hips, giving glimpse of your secret Starts with just a kiss, then taking us in Put it in the and haul ass straight for sin
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go I'm as gone as I've been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby You put your hands on me, put my hands on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever you want me to I can't quit, can't this kind of craving Girl you drive me fifty of crazy
I lose my mind, a little more every time I've been racing, the line Let me make your unwind
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't or whiskey, baby You put your hands on me, I'll put my on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you hand you want me to I can't quit, kick this kind of craving you drive me fifty shades of crazy Fifty of crazy
You put your on me, I'll put my hands on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll you whatever hand you want me to I can't quit, can't kick this kind of Girl you drive me fifty of crazy