I can't seem to get my mind out of the gutter
I'm liking your shirt but I wonder what's under
You're stepping real close and I'm feeling the thunder
Where should we go to rip the clothes off each other?
I can't seem to get my mind out of the
gutter Your lips look like cherries,
your touch feels
like butter I'm feeling like Prince,
I wanna be your lover
We could be spies,
we could go undercover I'm watching while you talk,
but I can't even listen
I think I need a walk,
but just an intermission I can't
seem to get my mind out of the gutter
I'm here at the gate and I'm pressing your buzzer
We put on three thousand and five down the blubber
Where do we start?
There's so much to discover
I think about you in the worst ways
Oh baby, you would never guess
My mind is busy tracing faces From your back up to your neck
It's kinda like a tuck and tuck Even when you say hell,
I won't even be afraid I can't help it I suppose
I can't seem to get my mind out of the gutter
I'm liking your shirt but I wonder what's under
You're stepping real close and I'm feeling the thunder
Where should we go to rip the clothes off each other?
I can't seem to get my mind out of the
gutter Your lips look like cherries,
your touch feels
like butter I'm feeling like Prince,
I wanna be your lover
We could be spies, we could go undercover