Dylan Ross - Sweet Talk lyrics

Baby are you a track star Cause you've been running through my mind all day I don't even have to think back far I got better things to do than chill at the bar f** this I'm out Take me back to the car Back thataway You can hurt me and I'll beg like Hathaway if you come over Saturday I got a hundred and twenty days of operating properly Obviously a monster in the cotton sheets Don't even let me get to linen It isn't even Egyptian Thread count One in a Million cause I'm winning I never stopped being a volunteer As I volunteer To bring you from there to here grinning ear to ear The soundtrack doesn't interfere As we listen to old Prince And television and hooskerdoo I'm begging after-dark I got a fever for the flavor Heavy pettin' you hard enough to wake up your neighbors [Hook] Lots of lovers are knockin' on ya door They wanna sweet, sweet talk ya But ya heard it all before [x4] In your direction I flash you a cautious look (hi!) I don't know what it is exactly but it feels like a Jane Austen look And so for me the situation got the proper look I'm hoping my Jodessey tapes and vegan crepes got you hooked Like I know that they can To you I'd be a devoted man Holding hands; We could even go to Japan My virtues are pretty much old as sand And I'm taking a poetic stance like Guy Pestino The Postal Man Special delivery Pop Punk is dead unlike chivalry I got it so come get with me Sit with me and kiss me intimately I could take you to the Ball of Mist of promenades in the symphony I got that minty leaf I'm already on the third installment And with you in trying to secure my involvement Hot cool vicious game never salted But I got the pepper to pep you up and my rep is never dissolving [Hook]