Hey You

Hey you

Oh don't you, don't you, don't you

know bout me

Hey you

I swear I felt you once inside my dreams

Hey you

I know you've made a mess of me

Hey you

Oh don't you, don't you, don't you

know bout me

Play back what you want from me

In your flip flop, crop top, buyer at a truck stop

Layed back what you know about me

In my tattoos, tight jeans, following the end scene

Snap back, your push up, your click track