First, Best, Hottest...

Beth McCarthy

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    So damn close
    Sittin' on the sofa, I can't focus
    On anybody 'cause the hot sweat glow you got
    Drippin' down your throat
    Oh it really gets me going, yeah

    You got that tequila taste
    Why don't you let me take
    Those rings off your fingers?
    (You're gonna need 'em later)

    If you wanna say you wanna
    Show me all the things you wanna do, yeah
    If you wanna let me want ya
    It could be the first best hottest

    Thin black lace slippin' off your shoulder
    Lipstick stains permanently on my collar
    Tell me what you like, always been the curious type
    Yeah, I wanna get to know ya so you know I know you well

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    You got your hands on my waist
    You wanna hear the way
    You're saying my name 'cause
    (You're gonna need it later)

    If you wanna say you wanna
    Show me all the things you wanna do, yeah
    If you wanna let me want ya
    It could be the first best hottest

    (Oh) you know I would treat you like a princess
    (Oh) you know I could be a gentleman
    (Oh) we could do it all over and over
    And over and over

    If you wanna say you wanna
    Show me all the things you wanna do, yeah
    If you wanna just let me want ya
    It could be the first best hottest

    (Oh) you know I would treat you like a princess
    (Oh) you know I could be a gentleman
    (Oh) we could do it all over and over
    It could be the first best hottest

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    Composición: Beth McCarthy y Alexander Lanyon

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