You got a gold tan, skin like the soft sand you're as cool as the blue on a cold can Little bit of child, coming through that tipsy smile you wearing whatever the hell you want kind of style The kind of naughty habit I get used to, heh
You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go I'm as gone as I've ever been and it 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 can't quit, can't kick kind of craving Girl you drive me fifty shades of
of a lime twist, cinnamon lipstick You're hips, giving glimpse of your secret with 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 and it ain't weed 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 kick this kind of Girl you drive me shades of crazy
Girl I my mind, a little more every time I've been racing, cross the Let me make body unwind
You set a fire up and down my as your fingertips go scraping I'm as gone as I've been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby You put hands on me, I'll put my hands on you We'll get out of hand, girl, give you whatever hand you want me to I quit, can't kick this kind of craving Girl you drive me fifty of crazy shades of crazy
You put hands 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 shades of crazy