I'll come based on facts like she'll be there
Making self-control leave meAnd she'll stand this out in bricks
To the riotersI can't believe you're 26
Without having a few in my fist
Cause you've got a mind that is so hell bent on
Fixing me up before I get my coat off
You with those hands that are so hell bent on
Making a mess to suggest you'd think somethingI'll come based on facts like we're always screaming
But I still love you tearing me up at the seamsAnd she'll stand this out in bricks
To the riotersI can't believe you're 26
Without having a few in my fist
Cause you've got a mind that is so hell bent on
Fixing me up before I get my coat off
You with those hands that are so hell bent on
Making a mess to suggest you'd think somethingYou see, I don't know why
I know now
I would not, have been less tempted
To get you on top
Touch of pace, I'd have been good to you babeYou've got a mind that is so hell bent on
Fixing me up before I get my coat off
Cause you with those hands that are so hell bent on
Making a mess to suggest you'd think something
You with those hands that are so hell bent on
Making a mess to suggest you'd think something
Songwriters
ROBERT HALL, WILLIAM BIBBY, RYAN MCCANN, MATTHEW BLAKEWAYPublished by
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.