Sex (Live from The O2, London, 12/16/2016)

Let's fucking have it!

And this is how it starts
Take your shoes off in the back of my van
Yeah, my shirt looks so good
When it's just hanging off your back

She said, "Use your hands and my spare time
We've got one thing in common, it's this tongue of mine"
She said, what?
She's got a boyfriend anyway

Only minutes before I drop you off
All we seem to do is talk about sex
She's got a boyfriend anyway
Got a boyfriend anyway

I loved your friend when I saw his film
He's got a funny face
But I like that 'cause he still looks cool
She's got a boyfriend anyway
Got a boyfriend anyway

Now we're on the bed in my room
And I'm about to fill his shoes
But you say no
You say no

Does he take care of you?
Or could I easily fill his shoes?
But you say no
You say no

Alright, London, let's fuck it up
One, two, one, two, three, go!

Now we're just outside of town
And you're making your way down
She's got a boyfriend anyway
Got a boyfriend anyway

And I'm not trying to stop you, love
If we're gonna do anything, we might as well just fuck
She's got a boyfriend anyway
Got a boyfriend anyway

You've got your tongue pierced anyway
You in your high tops any day
You in your skinny jeans anyway
You and your fit friends anyway
I'd take them all out any day
They've all got backcombs anyway
They've all got boyfriends anyway