Lyrics: Chloe Qi Sha Lim/Rob Milton
Music: Chloe Qi Sha Lim/Rob Milton
Well it starts in the kitchen
I'm lip-chewin' picturing us
Exchanging saliva with eyeliner
All over your covers
You're so cute (Yeah?)
And I just can't help myself
When you talk about the weather
You're so pretty (Yeah)
And I just can't help myself
I could stare at you forever
Bring your A-game tonight
Bring your A-game tonight
Baby, you bring the moves and maybe
I'll be your number one girl
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Now we're in your room
Hoping soon I can explore your exterior
A tangle of limbs skin on skin
Like we're in wrestle-mania
You're so cute (Yeah?) yeah
And I just can't help myself
When you talk about sports
You're so pretty (Yeah)
And I just can't help myself
Can I get a little more?
Can I get a little more?
Can I get a little more?
Bring your A-game tonight
Bring your A-game tonight
Baby, you bring the moves and maybe
I'll be your number one girl
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Oh
I'll be your number one girl tonight
Oh
Yeah
Bring your A-game tonight
Bring your A-game tonight
Baby, you bring the moves and maybe
I'll be your number one girl
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight