Clothes Off

Shoulda have a quiet night
Was gonna go to bed at half nine
It's time to pay my dues
Everybody knows that I've earned the blues
Then I had little wine
And suddenly I find I'm riding in your car
Where's the karaoke bar?

Strange how these things happen by themselves
Sometimes I turn into someone else

I never meant to take clothes off
But here I am in all my glory
I never meant to take a week off
But here I am, it's friday morning

Mama taught me right
Wondering why I'm talking to strangers
Not painting picket fences white
Kept my nose real clean
Now it's filthy as it's never been
A side effect of you
Doin' them things we shouldn't do

Strange how these things happen by themselves
Sometimes I turn into someone else

I never meant to take clothes off
But here I am in all my glory
I never meant to take a week off
But here I am, it's friday morning

I never meant to take clothes off
But here I am in all my glory
I never meant to take a week off
But here I am, it's friday morning

I never meant to take clothes off
But here I am in all my glory
I never meant to take a week off
But here I am, it's friday morning

Got my motor running
Got my motor running
Can't stop
Can't stop me coming
Got my motor running
Got my motor running
Can't stop
Can't stop me coming



Credits
Writer(s): Jon Cobbe Hume, Jason Sellards, Benjamin Hudson Mcildowie, Christian Hebel
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