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Verse 1)
Late night, a room with the lights out
One t-shirt inside of it,
the one you used to wear,
my denim heather t-shirt((Although he sings “t-shirts” here (and at other times in the lyrics), for the sake of correct (English) grammar the translation here is “t-shirt.”))
Oh oh
It simply crossed my mind,
that habit of only roughly drying yourself [after showering],
and even the stains that appeared afterwards [on the t-shirt].
Climb)
Ay it’s so fuckin’ tasty. You’re my fantasy
Right now it’s 2.30 a.m.
What could you be doing? Are you thinking of me?
Or are you lying in the arms of someone else?
Hook)
Denim heather t-shirts
(Just wonder how you feel oh oh)
Denim heather t-shirts
(Say yes bad bitch)
Not mine, not ours, not yours any more
Not mine, not ours, not yours any more
Denim heather t-shirts
Verse 2: Crush)
On the bed you’re a monster
On the back of my neck is a tattoo engraved by your lips
I don’t wish for a lot, babe, stay cool
I’ve always enjoyed scandals like this
You are exactly the ideal type of woman I’ve been looking for
Even if you don’t wear a dress, the t-shirt at your bedside
It drives me crazy
It arouses me even more (please arouse me)
Climb)
Yeah it’s so fuckin’ tasty. You’re ma fantasy
Right now it’s 2.30 a.m.
Everyone should be sleeping. We keep going until
our hearts stop beating
Hook)
Outro)
You’re the bad one, it’s not my fault
Just matter bout’ yo ass
Yo ass, yo ass, yo ass
Oh oh oh oh oh
Tonight you are here
I want to ask where you touch him
Bad bitch, say yes
Bad bitch, say yes
Hook)