Baby, we ain't never been bad lovers Baby, we ain't never been Love, we can laugh it off But one thing's certain, not one time never, no We both know we're better off, under covers Yeah, we might not string all the good times together Sun coming up

I don't need another lover I don't need to make amends But I'm done going undercover I just want to find a friend One day the world may end But there's still plenty to discover Till then I'll just pretend We're gonna live forever Ooh it's troubling

There were seven Spanish angels At the altar of the sun They were prayin' for the lovers In the valley of the gun When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared There was thunder from the throne And seven Spanish angels Took another angel home He looked

That's why we call each other We're so good under covers 'Cause we love how the fire feels No strings, 'cause it isn't real And you love the way I love the way you kiss And we never wanna hold it on It's just the right shade of wrong In the middle of the

The animal in me I found something I could sink my teeth into Its the thing in you that feeds It feels like thunder When we're slowly diggin' in. It kinda makes me wonder About the lovers that have been. Lyin' in my bed with her hands tied up I knew it

While we're young and beautiful It's a crazy ride And, baby, you and I Are keepin' our sweet love alive, tonight Like you mean it Kiss me like you mean it Cover me with sweetness Beautiful, beautiful, young and beautiful, oh Oh, so beautiful

We're under the sheets and you're killing me Like all the boys before Like all the boys boys boys boys In our house made of paper, your words all over me Like all the boys before, like all the boys before We're in a mess baby, we're in a mess babe

When we're tangled up and can't resist When we feel that rush, that's where it is In a midnight talk, in a morning kiss When I'm in your arms, that's where it is That's where it is In the circles I've been running I've covered many miles And I could

She was my lover She was working undercover Oh the woman knew all of the moves She really had me rompin' We were barefoot stompin' She just kept igniting my fuse I was blinded by the blackness Of her long silk stockings She was rocking with an optical

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