Tungs

Two, one, two, three, four
For if we ain't got the time
I tell you, baby, I don't think we're doing fine
We just haven't got a clue
I keep my love, I want my blood inside of you
Do you think I'm cute? Well, it's too late to check
And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck
Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes?
'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you
Everybody knows I'm right
I can't control it, I got my eyes on you all night
We just haven't got a clue
I keep my love, I want my blood inside of you
Do you think I'm cute? Well, it's too late to check
And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck
Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes?
'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you
One, two, three, four
Do you think I'm cute? Well, it's too late to check
And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck
Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes?
'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you
Do you think I'm cute? Well, it's too late to check
And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck
Do you like my style? Have you seen my shoes?
'Cause they've been ripped to shit from walking the world-
Ripped to shit from walking the world
Ripped to shit from walking the world for you