You got a Daytona tan, skin like the soft 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 kind of The kind of habit I could get used to, heh
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 your hands on me, I'll put my on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll you whatever hand you want me to I can't quit, can't this kind of craving Girl you drive me fifty shades of
of a lime twist, cinnamon lipstick You're dropping hips, giving glimpse of secret Starts with just a kiss, we're taking us in Put it in the rearview and haul ass for sin
You set a up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping I'm as gone as I've ever been and it 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
Girl I lose my mind, a more every time been racing, cross the line Let me make your body
You set a fire up and down my as your fingertips go scraping I'm as gone as ever 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, kick this kind of craving you drive me fifty shades of crazy Fifty of crazy
You put your hands on me, I'll put my on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you me to I can't quit, can't kick kind of craving Girl you drive me fifty of crazy