Thrift Jeans, white tee, your favorite song
Singin' it out, don't care who's around, girl
Your phone's at home when you go out
Don't even know it, lost in the moment
When you move
Offbeat to the rhythm
It's true
That I can't handle you
I feel like a victim with you
So nonchalant about it
Yet you somehow flaunt it
Ooh baby, ooh, Ooh babe
Ya' know I can't be modest when you're so hypnotic
Ooh, I can't take my eyes off of you……
Walked past you twice but you didn't see
Did it on purpose, it didn't work, no
A chance I wish you would give me
If we're being honest, I really want it
When you move
Offbeat to the rhythm
It's true
That I can't handle you
I feel like a victim with you
So nonchalant about it
Yet you somehow flaunt it
Ooh baby, ooh, ooh babe
Ya' know I can't be modest when you're so hypnotic
Ooh, I can't take my eyes off of you……
So nonchalant about it
Yet you somehow flaunt it
Ooh baby, ooh, ooh babe
Ya' know I can't be modest when you're so hypnotic
Ooh, I can't take my eyes off of you……