Don't need a reason to 
Do the things that I do 
No need to impress you 
Just wanna undress you 

I really love your shoes 
You still kick Kangaroos 
And the way [bad word] your hair 
Like it's 1982 

I don't live to break [bad word] 
I just want to make you drool 
'Cause baby [bad word] equipped 
With every kind of tool 

midnight interlude 
I'll lick your attitude 
Until your face turns blue 
Until your face turns blue 

Why don't we behave the way we 'supposed to? 

Ah, you know how we do 
You know how we do 
You know how we do 
This is how we do 

No need to bite my lip 
I'd rather bite your hip 
And make our muscles slip 
Sit back and watch us requisite 

Drink juice through conduit 
Just for the [bad word] of it 
Turn your dry ice machine on 
'Cause I like the smell of it 

Don't make a special trip 
While were here in the mix 
'Cause baby this is nasty 
As it's ever gonna get 

Sometimes it's slow 
Sometimes it's quick 
Sometimes it takes forever 
And forever takes the most of it 

Ah, you know how we do 
You know how we do 
You know how we do 
This is how we do