First, Best, Hottest…

So damn close
Sitting on this sofa
I can't focus
On anybody cause the
Hot sweat glow you got
Dripping down your throat
Oh it really gets me going yeah

You got that
Tequila taste
Why don't you let me take
Those rings off your fingers
You're gonna need 'em later

If you wanna
Say you wanna
Show me all the things you wanna do yeah
If you wanna
Let me want ya
It could be the first, best, hottest

Thin black lace
Slipping off your shoulder
Lipstick stains
Permanently on my collar
Tell me what you like
Always been the curious type
And I wanna get to know you
So you know I know you well

You got your
Hands on my waist
I wanna hear the way
You're saying
My name 'cause
You're gonna need it later

If you wanna
Say you wanna
Show me all the things you wanna do yeah
If you wanna
Let me want ya
It could be the first, best, hottest
Oh
You know I would treat you like a princess
Oh
You know I could be a gentleman
Oh
We could do it all over and over
And over and over

If you wanna
Say you wanna
Show me all the things you wanna do yeah
If you wanna
Let me want ya
I could be your first, best, hottest

Oh
You know I would treat you like a princess
Oh
You know I could be a gentleman
Oh
We could do it all over and over
It could be the first, best, hottest



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Lanyon, Bethany Mccarthy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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