(The Hickey Song)
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'll keep my love I want my blood inside of you
Do you think I'm cute
Is it 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?
Cuz they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you
Everybody knows I'm right
I can't control it got my eyes on you all night
We just haven't got a clue
I'll keep my love I want my blood inside of you
Do you think I'm cute
Is it 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?
Cuz they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you
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'll keep my love I want my blood inside of you
Do you think I'm cute
Is it 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?
Cuz they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you
Everybody knows I'm right
I can't control it got my eyes on you all night
We just haven't got a clue
I'll keep my love I want my blood inside of you
Do you think I'm cute
Is it 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?
Cuz they've been ripped to shit from walking the world for you
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