Another party with the same kids,
Another night with the same drinks
I need to find myself a new chick
I need to kiss a set of new lips
She's gotta be something new to me
A fresh face, someone new to please
So come on, come on girl, just you and me
Oh come on girl, just you and me
This kind of girl makes it rough (makin' it rough)
Holding our breath while we touch
She won't kiss and tell, but this isn't how
She got that name, it all seems like a game
How she moves so well, I won't call this hell
If I had to guess, I'd say we have a mess you could sell
And how am I supposed to think,
With her hands all over me
Telling me the right things,
Ever so distracting
She's gotta be something new to me
Loose ends but no sight of strings
So come on, come on girl, just you and me
Oh come on girl, just you and me
This kind of girl makes it rough (makin' it rough)
Holding our breath while we touch
She won't kiss and tell, but this isn't how
She got that name, it all seems like a game
How she moves so well, I won't call this hell
If I had to guess, I'd say we have a mess you could sell
She's makin' it harder, harder to breathe
I'm gettin' weaker, but still pullin' the strings
The lights are all off, there's no one around
We've both lost our minds, nowhere to be found
It's gettin' hot, I'm not saying this is hell
but I swear, this girl's a mess you could sell
She won't kiss and tell, but this isn't how
She got that name, it all seems like a game
How she moves well, I won't call this hell
If I had to guess, I'd say we've got a mess you could sell
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