| I’m in disarray
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| I’m unkempt
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| And I love ya, sugar
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| Yeah this is what you do
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| When you run your fingers through my hair
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| In the morning I’m feeling like a sexy superstar
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| Wow, wow
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| You rock my party
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| Wanna make you say
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| You’re the only one that keeps me singing la la la
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| I love to smell your t-shirt
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| I like the way you are
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| But most of all I like it — like it
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| I like what you do to my hair
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| Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good
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| I like what you do to my hair
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| Toss it and tease it
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| Run your fingers through it
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| Love how you do it
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| Now go and mess it up, mess it up
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| Baby, mess it up
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| Mess it up, mess it up
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| Do it 'till I can’t get enough
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| I like what you do to my hair
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| Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good
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| I’m imperfect
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| So I’m me
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| But I love ya, sugar
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| See this is what you do
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| You get my ponytail beside my bangs unlockable
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| But I don’t mind 'cause I think it’s kinda super cool
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| Wow, wow
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| You rock my party
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| Wanna make you say
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| You’re the only one that keeps me singing la la la
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| I love to smell your t-shirt
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| I like the way you are
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| But most of all I like it — like it
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| I like what you do to my hair
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| Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good
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| I like what you do to my hair
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| Toss it and tease it
|
| Run your fingers through it
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| Love how you do it
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| Now go and mess it up, mess it up
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| Baby mess it up
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| Mess it up, mess it up
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| Do it 'till I can’t get enough
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| I like what you do to my hair
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| Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good
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| Tonight I’m gonna fix it up real nice
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| I’ll surely tell grab the girls
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| I want you to mess em' up
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| I’ll put on a bow
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| ‘Cause I want you to know
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| That you got your name on my heart
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| You’re wicked bad
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| And I like the way that you do it baby
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| I like what you do to my hair
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| Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good
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| I like what you do to my hair
|
| Toss it and tease it
|
| Run your fingers through it
|
| Love how you do it
|
| Now go and mess it up, mess it up
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| Baby mess it up
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| Mess it up, mess it up
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| Do it 'till I can’t get enough
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| I like what you do to my hair
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| Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good |