Lyrics: Spencer Joseph/Joel Gardner
Music: Spencer Joseph/Joel Gardner
I want your clothes all on the floor
I want your clothes all on the floor
I want your clothes all on the floor
Even with all those shitty tattoos
You’re the star under my full moon
I can’t help it but I know that I want you
Clothes off, undressing in my bedroom
Sheets soaked, splash zone, make a waterbed
In my room or a hotel, if you got the bread
Tsunami to a blizzard when I give you head
Ain’t cake but you’re gonna love my wonder bread
Go, go, go chill with ya homies
Blaze up all night when I’m lonely
Feel comatose when you phone me
You do the most when you want me
Bang, bang, bang up on my front door
I’m not easy, just natural
So tell me where you want me
I want your clothes all on the floor
Even if we’re in your parent’s basement
I don’t care, I just wanna see you naked
Skin to skin, I can feel your heart racing
You and me, doing things, when we’re naked
Even if we’re in your parent’s basement
I don’t care, I just wanna see you naked
Skin to skin, I can feel your heart racing
You and me, doing things, when we’re naked
Oh, oh
You and me, doing things, when we’re naked
Oh, oh
You and me, doing things, when we’re naked
Like a comet, cumming faster than the man on the moon
I’m Aristotle, I'm a prophet, you got nothin' to lose
A Primadonna, I'm a diva with a bad attitude
So push up on it, if you want it, leave a hickey or bruise
Like a comet, cumming faster than the man on the moon
I’m Aristotle, I'm a prophet, you got nothin' to lose
A Primadonna, I'm a diva with a bad attitude
So push up on it, if you want it, leave a hickey or bruise
Go, go, go chill with ya homies
Blaze up all night when I’m lonely
So comatose when you phone me
You do the most when you want me
Bang, bang, bang up on my front door
I’m not easy, just natural
So tell me where you want me
I want your clothes all on the floor
Even if we’re in your parent’s basement
I don’t care, I just wanna see you naked
Skin to skin, I can feel your heart racing
You and me, doing things, when we’re naked
Oh, oh
You and me, doing things, when we’re naked
Oh, oh
You and me, doing things, when we’re naked
Call it addiction
It’s making you vicious
I’ll grant you 3 wishes
And you better not miss it
Your hair in my fingers
You’re making me nervous
But I kinda like it
I hope I survive it
I want your clothes all on the floor
Even if we’re in your parent’s basement
I don’t care, I just wanna see you naked
Skin to skin, I can feel your heart racing
You and me, doing things, when we’re naked
Oh, oh
You and me, doing things, when we’re naked
Oh, oh
You and me, doing things, when we’re naked
Like a comet, cumming faster than the man on the moon
I’m Aristotle, I'm a prophet, you got nothin' to lose
A Primadonna, I'm a diva with a bad attitude
So push up on it, if you want it, leave a hickey or bruise