So keep your hands to yourself , these lips belong to someone else.
And I you know that you , you'll never get on it.
Keep your lies to yourself , cos I heard it from someone else , this games been played 100 times and more.
I sussed you good , and you knew I would.
Oh haven't you heard you just another mark on my shirt.
Another night and another girl.
Oh I taste so good
But you knew I would
So whos keeping score
On who is a whore
With you by my side
And that look your eye
You should know , ive moved on.
Go home and wash those jeans , cos theres dirt on the knees , jealously doesn't sit well with me.
You love , I love you too, below the waist I'll start charging you, that's just how the players play the game.
And my winning streak , is missing.
So whos keeping score
On who is a whore
With you by my side
And that look your eye
You should know , ive moved on.
Save it for the bedroom