Mama always told me, papa always warned me Don’t hang around with boys like you Teacher always told me never to be naughty Don’t mess around with boys like you They talk a lot Your friends say he’s troublesome “Don’t do it, you’ll get hurt” But, they

Really babe, you fucking with a vibe right now I usually keep it pushing I don't ever stick around I move so swift they call me Taylor But now you got me feeling easy like a lay up We messing with feeling unknown right now If I let you hit would I be

They doin' the mess around, Everybody doin' the mess around They doin' the mess around Ah, you can talk about the pit, barbecue The band was jumpin', the people too Ah, mess around Ah, everybody was juiced, you can, bet your soul They did the

War Machine Gimme that thing and feed your war Push your foot to the floor Don't need no more You've been peeking all around While they're messing about Better get your name, come on in Make a stand, show your hand Call in the high command