send from Milan it's just a stupid thing that happened to me today it's just a little ripple under grand arches that sway but you can always get into your car
With your face and the beautiful eyes And the conversation with the little white lies And the faded picture of a beautiful night You carried me from your car up the stairs
get here Tripped ans stumbled almost broke your neck comin' down the stairs Jumped into your ride, pushed the speed to the limit Jumped out of your car
I fuckin' do, I get jinxed Cupid must've put a curse on me Six weeks have went by and we only spoke twice I'm sittin' in your driveway calling you from the car
Saturdays Pixie Lott who would if thought i'd got this far and how on earth did his name brand get that large coz i'm a fucking star have you seen my car
late to wash my face and hands Am too late to get too high to get, too late to wash my face and hands Fall out the bath fall in the car throw up just
panties? In the back of the car On our way to the bar I got you on my lips (I got you on my lips) At the foot of the stairs With my fingers in your
busted Her momma told her She was grounded for a year Her daddy said that boy Ain't welcome around here She ran up to her room screamin' down those stairs
is my nigga Check the bullshitty, Jap' China man He threw a sword right through his Wu-shit Now he's throwing stars at the kid I'm jumpin' over my car
bad decisions runnin' down her face All mornin' I'd been thinkin' my life's so hard And they wore everything they own, livin' in a car I wanted to tell
the sprinkler on the lawn An' run through with my gym shorts on Take a drink right from the hose An' change into some drier clothes Climb the stairs
back of the car on the way to the bar I got you on my list I got you on my list At the foot of the stairs with my fingers in your hair baby this is
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy Living in a box Under the stairs In the corner of the basement In the house half a block down the street from
tell your girls that's the purpose of this song Ooh, I want you closer You like a model of a poster I wanna get ya to the car, to the crib up the stairs
panties? In the back of the car on the way to the bar I got you on my lips, I got you on my lips At the foot of the stairs with my fingers in your hair
dancing on me but they really wasn't wanting me Until U said I'm Ben J then they cornered me "Like OMG... Do you know who you are?" I said "I dont even remember where I parked ma car
doggz at? Where my doggz at? Where my doggz at? Where my doggz at? Where my doggz at? Where my doggz at? What kind of nigga that'll steal your car at
I picked you out Of a crowd and talked to you I said, "I like your shoes" You said, "Thanks can I follow you?" So it's up the stairs and out of view No
