Guilty Pleasures

I like my cinnamon buns with extra gluten
Do you wanna be my jelly roll, you're high falutin'
Convertible rental, take down the roof and we drive
Pop songs with all the woah woah woahs
Big jams that last the whole shows
Doin all my fancy rolls on the banjo

Guilty pleasures
I would go to great measures
Every guilt's a little treasure
When it becomes a guilty pleasure, guilty pleasure

Binge watching I Dream Of Jeannie
I got seventeen velvet jackets, you drivin' in your bikini
Lettin' him valet park us 'cause I'm a teeny bit famous
We walk five hours, find all the hipster coffee
We'll be up 'til sunrise shaking 'cause I'm a softy for your
Cool crippling cocktails, margaritas with cocaine 'round the rim

Guilty pleasures
I would go to great measures
Every guilt's a little treasure
When it becomes a guilty pleasure, guilty pleasure

I'd rather clash my colors than conform
Forbidden apple, we take a bite
Gettin' squeaky freaky is the new norm
If wrong's the new right gonna rage all night

Do it, Do it, cause you really really want to
Don't know that you should
'Cause you really really want to



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Gordon, Scott Murawski
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