(Don't fuck me, Don't fuck with me...)
(Travis): Saturday , Depot Said you're room needs a fresh coat Pick your colour, or White Whatever it is, set the mood right Got my hardware, put in work Old hat, Old jeans, No Before I know it, all on the floooor
'Cause I wanna do you in the paint, Ah Wanna make to you in the place, Ah Ah Rolling in the mess we made and stroking, the best sex we made Now I'm it in your hair, And you're rubbing it on I wanna do you in the paint, Uh Ooh Girl don't be shy, I know you I just wanna, Ah
[Justin: You for an artist, Call me Van Gogh Now you're like the touch of to my blank walls Now your Ex trippin' like "Girl, answer your calls" him that you got a new Bond, 'Cause we in it till the sky falls Under white sheets it's winter time, Lingerie on, It's like you're tellin' me it's time Already acting like all business but you down to play Paralegals asking me to fuck you you Rachel Zane Woah, let me take a step back, it, in the moment What you a talent No brush or pallet can recreate you But I don't painting us two W'sup, it]
(Jojo): Saturday, I wanna Why the you still wearing all of them clothes Living room, the walls Got a for you underneath my overalls 'Bout to give, you a Show you baby, I know how to a paint brush You're a canvas, So I'm a sign my naaaame, Yeah, eh,
'Cause I just do you in the paint, Ah make love to you in the place, Ah Ah Rolling in the mess we made and stroking, the best sex we made Now I'm putting it in hair, And you're it on everywhere I just do you in the paint, Uh Ooh Boy don't be shy, I know you (Travis):'Cause I wanna, Ah
(So try and fuck me about... I just wanted to paint house)
[Neal: You it, Colour all the way down to your toes right? Red lips killa, you Marilyn Monroe Lotus flower bomb, but you're something like a right? top model, when you striking up a pose Damn, you a keeper (Word) And I don't care, If you get that paint all up on my (Word) We got that straight bumpin' through the speakers (Word) 'Cause you don't the neighbours to hear us we can paint the town right, No and Clyde, With, bottles of wine, Still my eyes on the prize been thinkin' 'bout forever, Wait, that's a lie, more like Let me instead of front that I'm your type So w'sup, on]
[Justin & Neal: Paint brush, get and lay ups Trying to get a taste of, you, make you say (Ahh shit) Spend time, it with that dinner wine Parking ticket fine, by the end make you say (Ahh shit) Come through, hit me that one, two I'm someone you can run to, hard to get, I'll you say (Ahh shit) Toastin', that be provokin' look I get lost in, I'll hit it the morning]
(Travis & Jojo): 'Cause I just do you in the paint, Ah Wanna make to you in the place, Ah Ah around in the mess we made Brushing and stroking, the sex we made Now I'm putting it in hair, And rubbing it on everywhere I just do you in the paint, Uh Ooh don't be shy, I know you aint 'Cause I wanna, Ah
Hey, Yeah, Ey, Hoo, Woah, Ooo, Uh Na, Na, Na, Ahh Oohh.. Yeah.. Ho