paroles de chanson Take Me Home - Cyrus

She gotta body that I like
She got time on her side
She can roll-oll the best swisher
Got a bottle of delight
On and on and I think I really want it
Probably don't but I'm lost in the moment
Sipping strong think I'm in love with a woman, you
On and on and I
On and on and I
Put it in drive

And take me home
Baby take me home, you should
You should take me home
Baby take me home (Now hold up)
You should

Probably take your spark and turn your flint and tinder to a wildfire
If you gonna burn some trees
Think you need some memes between the satire
Hit 'em with an arm and leg and let the full body high stay awhile
What do ya know about having a thread count matching horsepower (Hold up!)
That bomber ain't the go far, that love might ayy need ya
Your body got me so gone, you beat me to the punch
You're knocking on my window, you see what you have done?
You ain't open up no doors, you just done drove me out my dunce
Cap, don't laugh, I get it

You make a scene, paint the picture, set the image (you do)
You got the frame 1080p's on the definition
The way you lay got me thinking I should change positions
From a part-time gig into a full-time fling
I got my tank on E, I got my mood on swing
I got my glass half empty of double e-i-t
I think I need you some more but first you should grab those keys

And take me home
Baby take me home, you should
You should take me home
Baby take me home
You should

I've been couch-surfing, let me find my wave
In a lane that don't go both ways, I think I found myself and I lost my train
My train of thought has been gone for days
If you catch the boy, give him a speeding ticket
He been moving too fast, boy is Andrew Wiggins
You might get passed
Hold up, hold up, so much harsh, don't I
Turn these Arizonas to a high Sedona
I got lines, lines, lines, lines
So many lines I should write diplomas

Damn boy, who you think you am boy?
You've been sitting out your whole life
You want the stand boy? I don't understand dog
You be over heads boy
What you think, you John Wall, projecting on these stands boy?
You should take a step back
I think I meant that
Not even 23, not even Patrick

Well fuck it, my bad then, we good
I still got passion under my hood
I got drive under the stick-shift and I'm swerving into your goods
If gon' catch me, well then catch me
Long as you pull up with your ride right now

And take me home
Baby take me home, you should
You should take me home
Baby take me home
You should