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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beck Pete
Beck Pete
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Beck Pete
Beck Pete
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Crouch
Tom Crouch
Producer
Jon Joseph
Jon Joseph
Producer

Lyrics

Whiskey #4 You're not counting, I hope We step outside I love-hate when you smoke Dying to get home and smell my own clothes I wait for my cue You sit down on the porch Lips are off limits So our cheeks are sore I'm pounding all over Like you felt before Do you want to feel again? Can we sweat more than we sin? Make this a contest, not a secret No, I won't make it easy on you Cross my legs like real ladies do Keep my space, just to ease your mind No, I won't make it easy on you Lie and say that I don't want to Smile and nod, rather drive you wild Like every time, just one more time Hands on the counter Levitating by force Lips have their hour Our left brain was sore Traffic's stop and go It makes me want you more Do you wanna feel again? Can we sweat more than we sin? Make this a contest, not a secret No, I won't make it easy on you Cross my legs like real ladies do Keep my space, just to ease your mind (Just to ease your mind) No, I won't make it easy on you Lie and say that I don't want to Smile and nod, rather drive you wild Like every time, just one more time Ahh, Ahh (Just one more time) Ahh, ahh (Just one more) No, I won't make it easy on you Cross my legs like real ladies do Keep my space, just to ease your mind (Just to ease your mind) No, I won't make it easy on you Lie and say that I don't want to Smile and nod, rather drive you wild Like every time, just one more time
Writer(s): Jon Joseph, Rebecca Elizabeth Peters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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