TY Falcoa - badwords

Coulda stayed home, but I'm sick of it
And this party still sucks, but I'm giving in
Uh oh uh oh
I wanna go
Somebody's chasing liquor with Ritalin.
But I see you in the corner, as I'm leaving and
Uh oh uh oh
I wanna know
Are we
Dirty dancing around the truth
Time of my life, me and you
I can't help but lose my cool
Ah shit
I'm so so sorry
I keep on saying bad words
Fuckin' me up
Keep fuckin' me up now
I'm just so sorry
I keep on saying bad words
Fuckin' me up
But I can't get enough
Not usually quick to settle in
But your eyes got me drunk on adrenaline
Uh oh uh oh
I want some more
Momma didn't raise no degenerate
But you're makin' it hard to be a gentleman
Uh oh uh oh
I shoulda known
We'd be
Flirty, frantic, for something new
Chasing feelings we're scared to lose
Are these words 100 proof
They got me
Dirty dancin' around the room
Time of my life, me and you
I can't help but lose my cool
Ah shit
I'm so so sorry
I keep on saying bad words
Fuckin' me up
Keep fuckin' me up now
I'm just so sorry
I keep on saying bad words
Fuckin' me up
But I can't get enough
Dirty dancing around the truth
Time of my life, me and you
I can't help but lose my cool
So enchanting, the way you move
Got a taste, you got the juice
Give me more forbidden fruit
Ah shit
I'm so so sorry
I keep on saying bad words
Fuckin' me up
Keep fuckin' me up now
I'm just so sorry
I keep on saying bad words
Fuckin' me up
But I can't get enough
I keep on sayin' bad bad words
I keep on sayin' bad bad words
In front of you
I keep on sayin' bad bad words
I keep on sayin' bad bad words
In front of you

Written by:
Nicholas Harrison, Tyler Falcoa

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