T Shirt (Josh Harris club mix)

Hey
Lemme tell you no
Ooooo, baby

Trying to decide, trying to decide if I,
really wanna go out tonight.
I never use to go out without you,
I'm not sure I remember how to.
I'm gonna be late gonna be late but,
all my girls gonna have to wait cause,
I don't know if I like my outfit.
I tried everything in my closet.

Nothing feels right when I'm not with you,
sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos.
Taking them off cause I feel a fool,
trying to dress up when I'm missing you.
Ima step out of this lingerie,
curl up in a ball with something Hanes.
In bed I lay, with nothing but your t-shirt on.
Oh, with nothing but your t-shirt on.

Hey, gotta be strong gotta be strong but I'm,
really hurting now that you're gone.
I thought maybe I'd do some shopping,
but I didn't get past the door and,
now I don't know now I don't know if I'm,
ever really gonna let you go and I,
couldnt even leave my apartment.
I'm stripped down torn up about it.

Now,
Nothing feels right when I'm not with you,
sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos.
Taking them off cause I feel a fool,
trying to dress up when I'm missing you.
Ima step out of this lingerie,
curl up in a ball with something Hanes.
In bed I lay with nothing but your t-shirt on (I'm all by myself with)
with nothing but your t-shirt on
with nothing but your t-shirt on (cause I miss you, cause I miss you)
with nothing but your t-shirt on (said I miss you, baby)

Trying to decide, trying to decide if I,
really wanna go out tonight.
I couldn't even leave my apartment,
I'm stripped down torn up about it.

Cause
Nothing feels right when I'm not with you,
sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos.
Taking them off cause I feel a fool,
trying to dress up when I'm missing you.
Ima step out of this lingerie,
curl up in a ball with something Hanes.
In bed I lay.

Hey (hey), nothing feels right when I'm not with you.
Sick of this dress and these Jimmy Choos. (yeah, yeah)
Taking them off cause I feel a fool,
trying to dress up when I'm mising you.
(Cause I miss you) Ima step out of this lengerie,
curl up in a ball with something Hanes. (promise if you do)
In bed I lay, (Ima be in bed) with nothing but your t-shirt on.
(Said I got) nothing but your t-shirt on
(Cause I wanna be I wanna be close to you) with nothing but your t-shirt on
(I remember when you would like to see me with) with nothing but your t-shirt on

Hey
nothing but your t-shirt on
Lemme tell you now,
nothing but your t-shirt on



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Writer(s): Savan Kotecha, Andrew Marcus Frampton, Wayne Andrew Wilkins
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