Mess Around
3 years pass packing up my suitcase
Filled with diamond rings and lacy things
Dustin' off my five-star negligee
So used to stepping lightly
Not to hear the creaks of the wooden floor
One last look as I shut the door
I'll be your hell bent leather Davidson rider
Your die hard church goer, even a bible lover
Can't tell you a verse with a gun to my chest
But my ruby red lips make you forget the rest oh
Let them say what they're gonna say
Aren't we here to mess around
I'm gonna mess around
Vintage pearls around my neck oh
Scarlet silk slippin' off my hips
If you're looking for the champagne its not on his lips
Your popsicle's melting all over me
Throw my dress to the air as I jump in the sea
A shark cheerin' law abider down in Italy
Sweetest damn thing that ya ever did meet
Like to soak in this bottle to wash myself clean
Let them say what they're gonna say
Aren't we here to mess around
I'm gonna mess around
The brightest glitter fades eventually
Forgive me or not I don't regret a god damn thing
Stole his heart at the Barrel 33
Took him down to the river in Nevada City
Let em say what they're gonna say
Aren't we here to mess around
I'm gonna mess around
I'm gonna mess around
I'm gonna mess around
I'm gonna mess around
I'm gonna fuck around
Filled with diamond rings and lacy things
Dustin' off my five-star negligee
So used to stepping lightly
Not to hear the creaks of the wooden floor
One last look as I shut the door
I'll be your hell bent leather Davidson rider
Your die hard church goer, even a bible lover
Can't tell you a verse with a gun to my chest
But my ruby red lips make you forget the rest oh
Let them say what they're gonna say
Aren't we here to mess around
I'm gonna mess around
Vintage pearls around my neck oh
Scarlet silk slippin' off my hips
If you're looking for the champagne its not on his lips
Your popsicle's melting all over me
Throw my dress to the air as I jump in the sea
A shark cheerin' law abider down in Italy
Sweetest damn thing that ya ever did meet
Like to soak in this bottle to wash myself clean
Let them say what they're gonna say
Aren't we here to mess around
I'm gonna mess around
The brightest glitter fades eventually
Forgive me or not I don't regret a god damn thing
Stole his heart at the Barrel 33
Took him down to the river in Nevada City
Let em say what they're gonna say
Aren't we here to mess around
I'm gonna mess around
I'm gonna mess around
I'm gonna mess around
I'm gonna mess around
I'm gonna fuck around
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Writer(s): Howler Honey, Julianne Corette, Matt Corette
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