Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sadie Fine
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sadie Fine
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stefan Skarbek
Producer
Owen Louis
Producer
Lyrics
This night I called your phone
Guess nobody was home
And I usually don't give a fuck
About anybody pickin' up except you
Act like I am crazy (act like I am crazy)
But maybe it's 'cause lately (maybe it's 'cause lately)
I haven't got much sleep
Thinkin' 'bout how you and me
All the possibilities
Of your hands on my hands on my hips
And those big, red, soft, juicy lips
Now I'm addicted to this shit
I can't call it quits
I wanna be more than friends with benefits (friends with benefits)
Want you to call me yours
Stop messin' with these other whores
You can claim me like an animal
Treat me like a baby doll
Whatever it takes for you to fall
Act like I am crazy (act like I am crazy)
But maybe it's 'cause lately (maybe it's 'cause lately)
I haven't got much sleep
Thinkin' 'bout how you and me
All the possibilities
Of your hands on my hands on my hips
And those big, red, soft, juicy lips
Now I'm addicted to this shit
I can't call it quits
I wanna be more than friends with benefits (friends with benefits)
And I can find someone who treats me better
Someone who lets me wear their sweaters
But I don't really want to
'Cause all I really want is you ('cause all I really want is you)
And your hands on my hands on my hips
And those big, red, soft, juicy lips
Now I'm addicted to this shit
I can't call it quits
I wanna be more than friends with benefits (friends with benefits)
Friends with benefits
Friends with benefits
Friends with benefits
Writer(s): Sadie Yasmeen Fine
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