Keep your hands to yourself, these lips belong to someone else.
And you know that you, you'll never get on it, it.
Keep your lies to yourself, every lie I've heard from someone else.
You know that you will never get on it.
But, I sussed you good, you knew I would.
Oh haven't you heard, you're just a mark on my shirt.
Another night and another girl.
But, I taste so good, you knew I would.
So who's keeping score,
On who is a whore, and
With you by my side,
That look in your eye.
I hope you know.
Go home and wash your jeans, 'cause there's dirt on the knees,
And jealously doesn't sit with me.
You love, I love you too,
Below the waist I'll start charging you.
'Cause that's just how the players play the game.
And my winning streak, is missing.
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So who's keeping score,
On who is a whore.
With you by my side,
That look your eye.
I hope you know.
You whore.
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, s-s-s, man
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Too far, Save it for the bedroom
Well, save it for the, save it for the bedroom
Well, save it for the, save it for the bedroom.
