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