a boy from Detroit, he was coolHe was tough

Kesha, Pebe Sebert & my god, so we're recordingAnd

you almost had me fooledTold me that I was

wanna lay in your arms when the world is

won't you call me?Stephen, why won't you call

1: Taio could dream of ways to see youI

Sippin' on my rosé, spilling all my secretsI know it's getting

just not myself todayI've been thinking way too hardMy

uncensoredI'm a walking contradictionMy ambitions, my addictionIt turns me

the Champs-ÉlyséesI just wanna get, get, get in, with,

up in the morning feelin' like J. EpsteinGonna hop on

so lucky I was jealousNow you're just another song

I searched for the answers of my lifeI searched for the

Rumored 1: Luke if none of this happened?It's nothin'

like I'm asleep, but I’m awakeIn this dream, I

Ryan: There's something about this track. There's something about this artist.

never know that you need somethin' to believe inWhen you

kitten got your tongue tied in knots, I seeSpit

let me low your mindWhoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohWhoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohWhoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohBaby, let me low your mind

ohI just got a brand new carVroom 1: