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  • 作词 : Brennen Joy/Austin Brown/Emma Davidson Dillon
    作曲 : Brennen Joy/Austin Brown/Emma Davidson Dillon
    Clean
    Padded down, Ferragamo on them jeans
    Take me home, where no one can intervene
    Buttons down, why you pulling at the seams?
    Seams, yeah
    Oh
    Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door
    One of one, fitted to you like couture
    Show me off, baby, show me that I'm yours
    Yours, yeah

    My man said he like the way my scent stick on him
    He say he stay strapped but only me disarm him
    Like the car we ****in' in, these feelings foreign
    Party on your tongue, I know that shit taste good
    We should talk about it, back then, I know I never would
    We should smoke about it, these days, we all misunderstood
    If you say you miss me, come and meet me on tour
    If you say you miss me, only means you want more

    Clean
    Padded down, Ferragamo on them jeans
    Take me home, where no one can intervene
    Buttons down, why you pulling at the seams?
    Seams, yeah
    Oh
    Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door
    One of one, fitted to you like couture
    Show me off, baby, show me that I'm yours
    Yours, yeah

    No one can fit in them pants like I do, I do
    I ain't been feeling them things since high school, high school
    He stay way out West, still he come and slide
    Reminiscing on the 405
    No second guesses, get it off your chest
    If I'm sleeping on you, that's where my head rest
    Exes check up on you, guess who's playing chess?
    You never board when it's both of us undressed

    Clean
    Padded down, Ferragamo on them jeans
    Take me home, where no one can intervene
    Buttons down, why you pulling at the seams?
    Seams, yeah
    Oh
    Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door
    One of one, fitted to you like couture
    Show me off, baby, show me that I'm yours
    Yours, yeah
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Brennen Joy/Austin Brown/Emma Davidson Dillon
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Brennen Joy/Austin Brown/Emma Davidson Dillon
    [00:13.194] Clean
    [00:14.438] Padded down, Ferragamo on them jeans
    [00:17.720] Take me home, where no one can intervene
    [00:21.067] Buttons down, why you pulling at the seams?
    [00:24.349] Seams, yeah
    [00:26.484] Oh
    [00:27.684] Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door
    [00:31.001] One of one, fitted to you like couture
    [00:34.240] Show me off, baby, show me that I'm yours
    [00:37.609] Yours, yeah
    [00:39.348]
    [00:39.745] My man said he like the way my scent stick on him
    [00:43.046] He say he stay strapped but only me disarm him
    [00:46.297] Like the car we ****in' in, these feelings foreign
    [00:49.630] Party on your tongue, I know that shit taste good
    [00:52.550] We should talk about it, back then, I know I never would
    [00:55.881] We should smoke about it, these days, we all misunderstood
    [00:59.198] If you say you miss me, come and meet me on tour
    [01:02.518] If you say you miss me, only means you want more
    [01:05.667]
    [01:06.211] Clean
    [01:07.383] Padded down, Ferragamo on them jeans
    [01:10.710] Take me home, where no one can intervene
    [01:14.022] Buttons down, why you pulling at the seams?
    [01:17.319] Seams, yeah
    [01:19.440] Oh
    [01:20.656] Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door
    [01:23.942] One of one, fitted to you like couture
    [01:27.191] Show me off, baby, show me that I'm yours
    [01:30.608] Yours, yeah
    [01:32.030]
    [01:32.332] No one can fit in them pants like I do, I do
    [01:35.616] I ain't been feeling them things since high school, high school
    [01:38.864] He stay way out West, still he come and slide
    [01:42.116] Reminiscing on the 405
    [01:44.064] No second guesses, get it off your chest
    [01:47.171] If I'm sleeping on you, that's where my head rest
    [01:50.534] Exes check up on you, guess who's playing chess?
    [01:53.686] You never board when it's both of us undressed
    [01:57.568]
    [01:59.155] Clean
    [02:00.373] Padded down, Ferragamo on them jeans
    [02:03.691] Take me home, where no one can intervene
    [02:06.989] Buttons down, why you pulling at the seams?
    [02:10.307] Seams, yeah
    [02:12.376] Oh
    [02:13.611] Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door
    [02:16.944] One of one, fitted to you like couture
    [02:20.145] Show me off, baby, show me that I'm yours
    [02:23.531] Yours, yeah