Tungs

Two, one, two, three, four

For if we ain't got the time

I tell you, baby, I don't think we're doing fine

We just haven't got a clue

I keep my love, I want my blood inside of you

Do you think I'm cute?

Well, it's too late to check

And I don't care

And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck

Do you like my style?

Have you seen my shoes?

'Cause they've been ripped to shit

From walking the world for you

Everybody knows I'm right

I can't control, it got my eyes on you all night

We just haven't got a clue

I keep my love, I want my blood inside of you

Do you think I'm cute?

Well, it's too late to check

And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck

Do you like my style?

Have you seen my shoes?

'Cause they've been ripped to shit

From walking the world for you

One, two, three, four

Do you think I'm cute?

Well, it's too late to check

And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck

Do you like my style?

Have you seen my shoes?

'Cause they've been ripped to shit

From walking the world for you

Do you think I'm cute?

Well, it's too late to check

And I don't care, you got your tongue against my neck

Do you like my style?

Have you seen my shoes?

'Cause they've been ripped to shit

From walking the world

Ripped to shit from walking the world

Ripped to shit from walking the world for you