Another party with the same kids,
another night with the same drinks
I need to find myself a new chick
I need to kiss a set of new lips

She's gotta be something new to me
Fresh face, someone new to please
 [bad word] on [bad word] on girl, just you and me
 [bad word] on girl, just you and me

This kind of girl makes it rough
(makin' it rough)
Holding in our breaths while we touch
She won't kiss and tell, but this isn't [bad word] 
She got that name, it all seems like a game
How she is so well, I won't call this [bad word] 
If I had to guess, I'd say
we have a mess you could sell

And how am I supposed to think,
with her hands all over me
Telling me the right things,
ever so distracting

She's gotta be something new to me
Loose ends but no sign of stings
 [bad word] on [bad word] on girl, just you and me
 [bad word] on girl, just you and me

This kind of girl makes it rough
(makin' it rough)
Holding in our breaths while we touch
She won't kiss and tell, but this isn't [bad word] 
She got that name, it all seems like a game
How she is so well, I won't call this [bad word] 
If I had to guess, I'd say
we have a mess you could sell

She's makin' it harder, harder to breathe
I'm gettin' weaker, so pullin' the strings

The lights are all lost,
there's no one around
We've both lost our minds,
nowhere to be found
It's gettin' hot,
I'm not saying this is [bad word] 
but I swear, this girl's a mess you could sell

She won't kiss and tell, but this isn't [bad word] 
She got that name, it all seems like a game
How she is so well, I won't call this [bad word] 
If I had to guess, I'd say
we've got a mess you could sell