Make you see colours in a million ways

Give you synaesthesia for a couple days

Your lips keep moving

Maybe you should move them on me

How do you feel about busy streets?

Kissing for the camera and leather seats

But midway through the month

Can't you tell your girl is in heat?

Baby, reading you

Ain't the one and only thing that's hard

We're just so in tune

When you play my G-string

Ain't talking 'bout my guitar, ah

Question of the day

Are we gonna (Uh) or not?

Question of the day

The bedroom or the parking lot?

Question of the day

Do me on the countertop?

Do you feel the way I want?

Question of the day

Are we gonna (Uh) or not?

Question of the day

The bedroom or the parking lot?

Question of the day

Do me at the coffee shop?

Do you feel the way I want?

(Think about it)

You got some time

G-got some games we could play

You can be six, I'll be nine

Tic-tic-tac-toes in our face

Whatever you're into is whatever I'm into

Unless you're into

Something more than love

Ain't the one and only thing that's hard (So hard)

We're just so in tune

When you play my G-string

Ain't talking 'bout my guitar, ah

Question of the day

Are we gonna (Uh) or not?

Question of the day

The bedroom or the parking lot?

Question of the day

Do me on the countertop?

Do you feel the way I want?

Question of the day

Are we gonna (Uh) or not?

Question of the day

The bedroom or the parking lot?

Question of the day

Do me at the coffee shop?

Do you feel the way I want?

(Think about it)