Gutter

I can′t seem to get my mind out of the gutter
I’m liking your shirt but I wonder what′s under
You’re stepping real close and i’m feeling the thunder
Where should we go to rip the clothes off each other?

Woah
Woah

I can′t seem to get my mind out of the gutter
Your lips look like cherries, your touch feels like butter
I′m feeling like prince, I wanna be your lover
We could be spies, we could go undercovers

I’m watching while you talk
Woah
But I can′t even listen
Woah
I think I need a walk
Woah
Or just an intermission

I can’t seem to get my mind out of the gutter
I′m here at the gate and i’m pressing your buzzer
We put on 3005, Donald Glover
Where do we start? There′s so much to discover

Woah

I think about you in the worst way
Baby, you would never guess
My mind is busy tracing places from your back up to your neck
It’s kinda like you’re talking dirty
Even when you say hello
Sorry if i′m being flirty
I can′t help it I suppose

I can’t seem to get my mind out of the gutter
I′m liking your shirt but I wonder what’s under
You′re stepping real close and i’m feeling the thunder
Where should we go to rip the clothes off each other?
I can′t seem to get my mind out of the gutter
Your lips look like cherries, your touch feels like butter
I’m feeling like prince, I wanna be your lover
We could be spies, we could go undercovers