Car Sex
Can we go now?
Cause we look like a mess in her hometown, Chili's queso for the win
She puts on Mortal Kombat, she likes the soundtrack
Won't take the app's way, so we get side tracked
Friends all try to tell me she's clearly out her mind
She is just my type, just my type
Come on my devil cutie, there's no one else in sight
Come on to my side, get over here
She's driving me home, my hands on her mid-thigh
And she says slow till I'm inside her clothes
She pulled onto the side of the road
And I hope they don't see us
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex in a car
Can we go now?
Cause I think I see someone a little ways down
Here I got your pants! But we ain't gotta leave
I can get you get off of me in a moment
It's mess of hair and dark wool sleeves
Baby just don't take me home
Come on here baby, come on, wanna go again?
She's driving me home, my hands on her mid-thigh
And she says slow till I'm inside her clothes
She pulled onto the side of the road
And I hope they don't see us
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex in a car
It's a long, long road and there's no one around here
It's a long, long road and there's no one
She's driving me home, my hands on her mid-thigh
And she says slow till I'm inside her clothes
She pulled onto the side of the road
And I hope they don't see us
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex in a car
Cause we look like a mess in her hometown, Chili's queso for the win
She puts on Mortal Kombat, she likes the soundtrack
Won't take the app's way, so we get side tracked
Friends all try to tell me she's clearly out her mind
She is just my type, just my type
Come on my devil cutie, there's no one else in sight
Come on to my side, get over here
She's driving me home, my hands on her mid-thigh
And she says slow till I'm inside her clothes
She pulled onto the side of the road
And I hope they don't see us
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex in a car
Can we go now?
Cause I think I see someone a little ways down
Here I got your pants! But we ain't gotta leave
I can get you get off of me in a moment
It's mess of hair and dark wool sleeves
Baby just don't take me home
Come on here baby, come on, wanna go again?
She's driving me home, my hands on her mid-thigh
And she says slow till I'm inside her clothes
She pulled onto the side of the road
And I hope they don't see us
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex in a car
It's a long, long road and there's no one around here
It's a long, long road and there's no one
She's driving me home, my hands on her mid-thigh
And she says slow till I'm inside her clothes
She pulled onto the side of the road
And I hope they don't see us
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex in a car
Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Riportella
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