WET DREAM

You look like a dumb boy, my favorite type We're always getting into fun, boy, down for the night And now we're living on the run, boy, Bonnie and Clyde You look me dead in the eyes, I'm carving hearts with a knife Oh, oh, whoa-oh, you seem to like me like that So I need to know, whoa If you'll take me home after this party turns black Will we leave alone? Ooh-whoa-oh Let's play spin the bottle in the back seat I'll get drunk and freaky if you ask me Kiss me like a lover in the movies I feel like I'm living in a wet dream One, two, three, four, I declare a slut war Five, six, seven, eight, hold your liquor, walk straight N-nine, 10, 11, 12, we're all going straight to Hell (Wake up in a prison cell) I pay all the bail myself Oh, oh, whoa-oh, you seem to like me like that So I need to know, whoa-oh Let's play spin the bottle in the back seat I'll get drunk and freaky if you ask me Kiss me like a lover in the movie I feel like I'm living in a wet dream Let's get high and pass out in the front yard Take it off and touch me 'til we go hard Let's play spin the bottle in the back seat I feel like I'm living in a wet dream Pull me closer to you Hold me in your arms Feel it running through you Don't stop once you start Let's play spin the bottle in the back seat I'll get drunk and freaky if you ask me Kiss me like a lover in the movies I feel like I'm living in a wet dream Let's get high and pass out in the front yard Take it off and touch me 'til we go hard (Let's) play spin the bottle in the back seat I feel like I'm living in a wet dream