I want out of this place
Never see this same face
Ever again
Leave it to her
To rip out your heart
Leave it on the floor
I'm eating my brains
I need a stripper
To give us some more
I need a stripper
To leave on the floor
Baby
Give us a kiss
You think I'm a whore
I think you're a whore
Get out of my face
Get into my car
Get into this place
We could be friends
Knights and weekends
We could be lovers
Baby
Laying hands on you
We're laying hands on you
Writer(s): Shannon Funchess, Bruno Coviello
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