50 Shades Of Crazy

You got a Daytona on a gold tan, skin like the soft sand Girl you're as cool as the blue on a cold can Little bit of wild child, coming through that tipsy smile With you wearing whatever the hell you want kind of style The kind of naughty habit I could get used to, heh You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy Hint of a lime twist, cinnamon lipstick You're dropping hips, giving glimpse of your secret Starts with just a kiss, then we're taking us in Put it in the rear view and haul ass right for sin You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy Girl I lose my mind, a little more every time I've been racing, cross the line Let me make your body unwind You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy Fifty shades of crazy You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy