Lipstick on the letter that she sent me yesterday
Only three words in it and she sent it just say to say
You know, electric night
Hands on the walls her legs in flight
Don't say a thing yeah we doing it right
Incense smoke, and things so tight
Yeah things so tight, you bet were pretty
6 am and somehow it's just me and you to have the city
Were all alone the way we want
I've heard it all before
Baby right now please just save your thoughts

Empty glass broken heel
Hop in the bath, and get so pure
I got something to soak in, heal
Blow out all the candles, even on the mantle
Let the smoke up in the air, and we gonna do it like
We gonna do it like, we gonna we gonna do it like
We gonna do it like, we gonna we gonna do it like
We gonna do it like, baby we gonna do it like
Let the smoke up in the air, we gonna do it like

Blow out all the candles, blow out all the candles
Your too old to be so shy

Blow it out, smoke from mouth
Everything that we spoke about, it's going down
You know this shit, you notice it
You told me this
And every time i see you out it's like you wanna party
And then i get back into my crib you actin naughty
And i love that. show that side, girl show that
Turn over and show that side, we could do this shit outside
I don't care my hands up high, your hands down low
Going so fast, all this time that past
and we still make this shit feel slow
I don't know how we do it, but we do it like we meant to
And i'm even considering leaving all the heart that i leant you
Cause i don't plan to leave, today or at night
But i wanna see you move
so if blow out the candles then you better go hit that light
Hit that light, hit that light
Hit that light, hit that hit that light
Hit that light, hit that light
Hit that light, hit that hit that light light

Blow out all the candles, blow out all the candles
Your too old to be so shy