Lyrics

Hot Mess

BABY BABY YOU’RE A HOT HOT MESS
WHAT YOU HIDING UNDER THAT DRESS
I’M TRYING TO FIND IT, BUT YOU’RE STILL HIDING
KEEP ON TRYING, THERE’S NO DENYING
BABY BABY YOU’RE A HOT HOT MESS

Saw you at the bar last night, ya got 4 inch heels
and your hair piled high
Your cleavage flows down to your mystery,
I’m sure you know what that does to me
Baby baby you’re a hot hot mess

Sidle on up to you at the bar
wanna take you home but you don't go that far
everything’s poppin' right outa your clothes
ya put up a good front but I think you know:
Baby baby you're a hot hot mess!