I'm disarray
I'm sloppy
And I love the sugar
Yeah, this is what you do
When you run your fingers through my hair
In the morning, I'm feeling like a sexy superstar

You rock my party, wanna make me say
You're the only one that keeps me singing (La, la, la)
I love to smell your t-shirt
I like the way you ***
(But most of all I like, like)

I like what you do to my hair
Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good?
I like what you do to my hair
tousle it,provoke it, run your fingers through it
Oh, how you do

Now go and mess it up, mess it up
Baby, mess it up, mess it up
Do what you like and get enough, oh
I like what you do to my hair
Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good?