Clothes Off
Lyrics
Ooh
Ooh, yeah
Shoulda had a quiet night
Was gonna go to bed at half nine
It's time to pay my dues
Everybody knows I've earned the blues
Then I had little wine
And suddenly I find
I'm riding in your car
Where's the karaoke bar?
Strange how these things happen by themselves
Sometimes I turn into someone else
I never meant to take my clothes off
But here I am
In all my glory
I never meant to take the week off
But here I am
It's Friday morning
Mama taught me right
I'm wondering why I'm talking to strangers
Not painting picket fences white
Kept my nose real clean
Now it's filthy as it's ever been
A side effect of you
Doin' them things we shouldn't do
Strange how these things happen by themselves
Sometimes I turn into someone else
I never meant to take my clothes off
But here I am
In all my glory
I never meant to take the week off
But here I am
It's Friday morning
I never meant to take my clothes off
But here I am
In all my glory
I never meant to take the week off
But here I am
It's Friday morning
I never meant to take my clothes off
But here I am
In all my glory
I never meant to take the week off
But here I am
It's Friday morning
Ah! (aah)
Ah! (aah)
Got my motor runnin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got my motor runnin'
Can't stop, can't stop me comin'
Got my motor runnin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got my motor runnin'
Can't stop, can't stop me comin'
Writer(s): Ben Hudson McIldowie, Christian Hebel, Jason Sellards, Jon Cobbe Hume
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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