Bleu

It's a Saturday night
We're going out, feeling right
Gonna have some godless fun

A tall drink of water
Couldnt be any hotter
Light me up bright like the sun

Waiting for the Uber
And you say your name is Cooper
Uh oh! What have I done?

When in the elevator
I detect my favorite flavor
A real aromatic homerun

Notes of cedar and sandal
Tart like a grapefruit vandal
Aroma for a scandal
Turn me on
Turn me on

Your gold chain and Ferrari
Vibe like a frat boy party
Good God I want it on me
Turn me on
Turn me on

Just dance
Closer to me
I wanna feel your body
Next to mine
Next to mine

You're where
I wanna be
So rub it all over me
And blow my mind
Blow my mind

You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel
You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel
You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel
You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel

Now we're up in the club
Getting lit n drinkin Bub
Very nearly in the zone

Riding the beat
To a song so sweet
Getting high on your cologne

Your hands on my waist
and I really want a taste
Hold up! Is that your phone?

I can tell by the size
When I feel around your thighs
That I really got to get us home

Notes of cedar and sandal
Tart like a grapefruit vandal
Aroma for a scandal
Turn me on
Turn me on

Your gold chain and Ferrari
Vibe like a frat boy party
Good God I want it on me
Turn me on
Turn me on

Just dance
Closer to me
I wanna feel your body
Next to mine
Next to mine

You're where
I wanna be
So rub it all over me
And blow my mind
Blow my mind

You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel
You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel
You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel

You wear it well

Ton parfum m'excite
Ton parfum m'excite

Just dance
Closer to me
I wanna feel your body
Next to mine
Next to mine

You're where
I wanna be
So rub it all over me
And blow my mind
Blow my mind

You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel
You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel
You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel
You wear it well
Bleu de Chanel



Credits
Writer(s): Bryce Sulecki
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