Hot Mess Baby
Ghost train 305
Bring my baby back dead or alive
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Baby let's mess around
Pale skin, finger tips
Rattle them bones, baby shake them hips
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Oh mess around
Well I wanna leave in the night
I got my suitcase packed
I try to run away
But I crawl right back into
My hot mess baby
Yeah hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Oh mess around
Alright mess around now
Like butterflies in my guts I knew
When she kissed my lips
And my face turned blue
I got a hot mess baby
Yeah gotta hot mess mama
I got a hot mess baby
Oh baby let's mess around
Yeah I wanna be your dog
Your baying hound
And if I die and go to heaven
She'll pull me down
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Oh mess around
Oh ghost train won't ya be on time
Bring back that woman
And I'll feel fine
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Oh mess around
She said
I'm your woman
And you're my man
And I'll press my cold dead lips upon you
If I can, if I can
Baby if I can
If I can
She's my hot mess woman
And I'm her man
Hot
Hot mess
Hot mess baby
Oh hot mess
Let's mess around
I got a hot mess
A hot mess baby
A hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Let's mess around
Got a hot mess
Oh it's a mess oh
A hot mess baby
C'mon here it is
I got a hot mess baby
Let's mess around
Bring my baby back dead or alive
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Baby let's mess around
Pale skin, finger tips
Rattle them bones, baby shake them hips
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Oh mess around
Well I wanna leave in the night
I got my suitcase packed
I try to run away
But I crawl right back into
My hot mess baby
Yeah hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Oh mess around
Alright mess around now
Like butterflies in my guts I knew
When she kissed my lips
And my face turned blue
I got a hot mess baby
Yeah gotta hot mess mama
I got a hot mess baby
Oh baby let's mess around
Yeah I wanna be your dog
Your baying hound
And if I die and go to heaven
She'll pull me down
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Oh mess around
Oh ghost train won't ya be on time
Bring back that woman
And I'll feel fine
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Oh mess around
She said
I'm your woman
And you're my man
And I'll press my cold dead lips upon you
If I can, if I can
Baby if I can
If I can
She's my hot mess woman
And I'm her man
Hot
Hot mess
Hot mess baby
Oh hot mess
Let's mess around
I got a hot mess
A hot mess baby
A hot mess baby
I got a hot mess baby
Let's mess around
Got a hot mess
Oh it's a mess oh
A hot mess baby
C'mon here it is
I got a hot mess baby
Let's mess around
Credits
Writer(s): Amanda Mawson, Drew West, Taylor Lawrence
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