Texty

You don't mind the Playboy by the shower But you hate the passcode on my phone You don't like to drink But you smoke the good stuff You don't mind going to church alone I love your Maybelline skin The look in your eye Them damn long legs And your lips on mine The way that you sit in them Levi jeans You're the right kinda crazy for me It's all or nothing When it comes to you Up and down this West End avenue We're both dressed up Now you're picking a fight Knocking on my door No sleep tonight All or nothing With a girl like you I'm never comfortable I'm always paying my dues We're making out I'm holding on tight I'm alright giving it all or nothing I don't care that your ex still texts your number But I hate that you like to keep him close I don't mind when you disappear for hours I like the view of watching you go It's all or nothing When it comes to you Up and down this West End avenue We're both dressed up Now you're picking a fight Knocking on my door No sleep tonight All or nothing With a girl like you I'm never comfortable I'm always paying my dues We're making out I'm holding on tight I'm alright giving it all or nothing All or nothing All or nothing with a girl like you Unpredictable never thinking it through We're making out I'm holding on tight I'm alright giving it all or nothing When it comes to you Up and down this West End avenue We're both dressed up Now you're picking a fight Knocking on my door No sleep tonight All or nothing With a girl like you I'm never comfortable I'm always paying my dues We're making out I'm holding on tight I'm alright giving it all or nothing I love your Maybelline skin The look in your eye Them damn long legs And your lips on mine The way that you sit in them Levi jeans You're the right kinda crazy for me
Writer(s): Brandon Jay Day, Allen David Ii Lewis, Phil Vincent Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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