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10:35:00 PM

Ooh..
By the way you looking tonight
Only one thing comes to my mind
When the lights come on at 2
I'll still be moving with you
You ain't looking at nobody
Just my body

Don't know your name, but I guess I really don't care
Prolly should wait, but I wanna letcha go there
I wanna try something new, all night
I wanna try something new, all night
I wanna try something

Ahhh ooh
Ahhh ooh, ahhh
Ahhh ooh, ahhh, i wanna try something

Oh I, oh I, oh I, yeah
Oh I, oh I, oh I, yeah

The 22nd of loneliness and we've
Been through so many thangs
I love my man with all honesty
But I know he's cheatin' on me

I look him in his eyes but all he
Tells me is lies to keep me near
I'll never leave him down though
I might mess around it's only
'Cause I need some affection oh

So I creep yeah
Just keep it on the down low
Said nobody is supposed 2 know (Supposed 2 know)
So I creep yeah
'Cause he doesn't know (He doesn't know)
What I do and no attention
Goes to show oh so I creep

I like that new new boy I like that new
Boy i like the new
Gimme that new new boy, gimme that new
gimme that new
I wanna try something
I like that new new boy I like that new
Gimme that new new boy, gimme that new
wanna try something

Oh, don't know your name, but i just wanna try something and same
Oh, show you that new might take all night but i'm willing too

Don't know your name, but I guess I really don't care
Prolly should wait, but I wanna letcha go there
I wanna try something new, all night (Wanna try, wanna try, wanna try)
I wanna try something new, all night (Wanna try something new)
I wanna try something

Ahhh ooh
Ahhh ooh, ahhh
Ahhh ooh, ahhh, i wanna try something
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10:23:00 PM

Can't keep my hands to myself
No matter how hard I'm trying to
I want you all to myself
Your metaphorical gin and juice

So come on, give me a taste
Of what it's like to be next to you
Won't let one drop go to waste
Your metaphorical gin and juice

'Cause all of the downs and the uppers
Keep making love to each other
And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, trying
All of the downs and the uppers
Keep making love to each other
And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying
But I...

Can't keep my hands to myself

My mama don't like you and she likes everyone
And I never like to admit that I was wrong
And I've been so caught up in my job,
Didn't see what's going on
But now I know,

The doctors say you're no good
But people say what they wanna say
And you should know if I could
I'd breathe you in every single day

Oh, 'cause all of the downs and the uppers
Keep making love to each other
And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying, trying
All of the downs and the uppers
Keep making love to each other
And I'm trying, trying, I'm trying
But, I...

Can't keep my hands to myself

But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms
(My hands to myself)
And if you like having secret little rendezvous
(My hands to myself)
If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn’t do
(Hands to myself)
Baby, I'm perfect
Baby, I'm perfect for you
And if you like midnight driving with the windows down
(My hands to myself)
And if you like going places we can’t even pronounce
(My hands to myself)
If you like to do whatever you've been dreaming about
(Hands to myself)
Baby, you're perfect
Baby, you're perfect
So let's start right now

And if you like the way you look that much
(I want it all, no, nothing else)
Oh, baby, you should go and love yourself
And if you think that I'm still holdin' on to somethin'
(Give me your all and nothing else)
You should go and love yourself

And if you like the way you look that much
(I want it all, no, nothing else)
Oh, baby, you should go and love yourself
(Can't keep my hands to myself)
And if you think that I'm still holdin' on to somethin'
(Give me your all and nothing else)
You should go and love yourself

Can't keep my hands to myself
I mean, I could but why would I want to?

My hands to myself
Can't keep, keep my hands to myself (My hands to myself)
I want it all, no, nothing else (My hands to myself)
Can't keep, keep my hands to myself (Can't keep my hands to myself)
Give me your all and nothing else (My hands to myself)
Can't keep, keep my hands to myself (My hands to myself)
I want it all, no, nothing else (My hands to myself)

Can't keep my hands to myself
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10:28:00 PM

I got that James Dean daydream look in my eye
(So it's gonna be forever, or it's gonna go down in flames)
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
(You can tell me when it's over, if the high was worth the pain)
When we go crashing down, we come back every time
(Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I'm insane)
Never go out of style, out of style
('Cause you know I love the players, and you love the game)

Midnight,
You come and pick me up, no headlights
A long drive,
Could end in burning flames or paradise

'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I've got a blank space, baby
And I'll write your name

I got that James Dean daydream look in my eye
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
When we go crashing down, we come back every time
Never go out of style, out of style

Fade into view
It's been a while since I have even heard from you
I should just tell you to leave 'cause I
Know exactly where it leads but I
Watch us go 'round and 'round each time

I got that James Dean daydream look in my eye
(So it's gonna be forever, or it's gonna go down in flames)
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
(You can tell me when it's over, if the high was worth the pain)
When we go crashing down, we come back every time
(Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I'm insane)
Never go out of style, out of style
('Cause you know I love the players, and you love the game)

'Cause we're young and we're reckless, We'll take this way too far
(You got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt)
It'll leave you breathless, or with a nasty scar
(And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt)
Got a long list of ex-lovers, they'll tell you I'm insane
(And when we go crashing down, we come back every time)
But I've got a blank space, baby
(Never go out of style, out of style)
And I'll write your name

Midnight,
You come and pick me up, no headlights
A long drive,
Could end in burning flames or paradise
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