| She don’t wanna go out
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| She’d rather chill in my house
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| All her friends are partying while we dinin' in watching
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| Netflix on my couch
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| She don’t wanna go out
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| She just wanna come over, yea
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| Your friends are in the VIP but you don’t need a ID to come
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| And kick it on my couch
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| Yea, her friends are downtown while we at the pad
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| Chillin home, watchin episodes of Breaking Bad
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| Man forget these other girls, we ain’t got nothing in common
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| I’d rather be with you up in the kitchen makin ramen
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| You perfect the way are, not the type to hit the bar
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| Her idea of going hard, is looking through the DVR
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| With the sweat pants, hair tied, chillin with no makeup on
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| Phone’s blowin' up, friends are begging you to tag along
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| I think they’re jealous if you ask me
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| They’ll probably go out and get drunk just like last week
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| Screw your friends, you can go tell Brooke and Ashley
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| That you don’t need the glitz and glamor when you have me
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| 'Cause you ain’t got nothing on but my tank and your undies
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| So get on the floor and just tackle me, rugby
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| You ain’t like them other girls, no you ain’t the same
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| So baby come over, my couch is calling your name
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| She don’t wanna go out
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| She’d rather chill in my house
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| All her friends are partying while we dinin' in watching
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| Netflix on my couch
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| She don’t wanna go out
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| She just wanna come over, yea
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| Your friends are in the VIP but you don’t need a ID to come
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| And kick it on my couch
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| Yea, so what you say baby? |
| Put the recliner back
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| High heels, black dress, you could say goodbye to that
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| Could be anywhere but girl you’re right here with me
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| So during the commercial breaks, yea we getting frisky
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| Ha-ha, you know the key to my heart
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| Ordering chinese and playing Mario Kart
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| You’re worth more than the world to me, I ain’t talkin Forbes list
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| You don’t need to dress up, you’re drop dead gorgeous
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| So baby just come and hang with me
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| Phone on silent, tell em to let us be
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| Your girls are takin shots in the VIP
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| But here in my crib all the drinks are free
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| So come lay in my arms, we could look up at the stars
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| Got my fury ugg slippers and my bowl of lucky charms
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| You ain’t like them other girls, you ain’t the same
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| So baby come over, my couch is calling your name
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| She don’t wanna go out
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| She’d rather chill in my house
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| All her friends are partying while we dinin' in watching
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| Netflix on my couch
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| She don’t wanna go out
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| She just wanna come over, yea
|
| Your friends are in the VIP but you don’t need a ID to come
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| And kick it on my couch
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| You ain’t like them other girls
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| You-ain't-like-them-other-girls
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| You ain’t like them girls
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| So baby come over, my couch is calling your name
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| She don’t wanna go out
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| She’d rather chill in my house
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| All her friends are partying while we dinin' in watching
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| Netflix on my couch
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| She don’t wanna go out
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| She just wanna come over, yea
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| Your friends are in the VIP but you don’t need a ID to come
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| And kick it on my couch |