You got a Daytona gold tan, skin the soft sand Girl as cool as the blue on a cold can Little bit of wild child, coming that tipsy smile you wearing whatever 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 been and it ain't weed or whiskey, 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 this kind of you drive me fifty shades of crazy
Hint of a twist, cinnamon lipstick You're hips, giving glimpse of your secret Starts with just a kiss, we're taking us in Put it in the rearview and ass straight for sin
You set a fire up and my skin as your fingertips go scraping I'm as as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby You put your on me, I'll 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 drive me fifty of crazy
Girl I lose my mind, a more every time I've been racing, the line Let me your body 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 whatever you want me to I can't quit, can't kick kind of craving Girl you drive me shades of crazy Fifty shades of
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, kick this kind of craving you drive me fifty shades of crazy