Paris, Texas

Baby, what's your number, speech to text to type

Wanna get to know ya, wanna know what's on your mind

I could take you somewhere, I could take my bike

Put you in my basket, I'll no-hand it down to mine

I don't think you'd like me, tell me what you like

I'ma say I seen it just to see you fuckin' smile

Dressed like Paris, Texas, you gon' make me cry, oh

I'ma walk the desert just to get between your thighs

Ay, ay, patches on my sweater from when you bleached blonde

Sick notes and love letters, a piece of the jigsaw

She glow like some neon down on one knee

Need a (Nee-naw- nee-naw) for a boy if he try to steal ya

Still I keep it real with ya

Press green, midnight calls, pick up where we left off

Sex, cigarettes, cough

3AM, we still up

Sweet tooth, going down for the cherry, she on top

We can do it, baby

You been on my mind

Know that I've been waiting a long time

Just to hear you say

Do it, baby

Park it next to mine

Know that I've been waiting a long time

Just to hear you say

Baby, I'm a shitbag, room's a fuckin' mess

Know you smell some other woman's perfume on my bed

Maybe I can't help it, maybe I care less

Had I known you'd been here I'd have changed 'em when she left

You could fuck me senseless, senseless that we fight

There's a million better ways that we could spend the night (Sex)

I don't wanna hurt ya, wanna treat you right

Tell me how you want it, I could do it how you like

Do it how ya

We can do it, baby

You been on my mind

Know that I've been waiting a long time

Just to hear you say

Do it, baby

Park it next to mine

Know that I've been waiting a long time

Just to hear you say

Hear you say, you say

Just to hear you say

Hey, hey, hey