Met up last week at a cover band bar
It was too loud to speak so we got in your car
And roll around about with your playlist on
Wrap in your favorite song
And we talked about how you're gonna throw that kegger
The first day back of our fall semester
And I know I might have come across annoyed
But you looked like a man and talked like a boy

Now, we've already said everything, everything
It's time to use our lips for better things
Can we hit mute, hit mute
And let our bodies do what they do
Baby, can we hit mute, hit mute
No not another word outta you
Baby, can we hit mute?
Baby, can we hit mute?

All of my friends, they got a lot to say
And your roommates at night shout about the way
They hear us talking dirty through the wall in the kitchen
So he blasts Call Of Duty on the surround sound system

Now we've already said everything, everything
It's time to use our lips for better things
Can we hit mute, hit mute
And let our bodies do what they do
Baby, can we hit mute, hit mute
No not another word outta you
Baby, can we hit mute?
Baby, can we hit mute?
Baby, can we hit mute?

In the living room, on the sofa
In the passenger seat in your Nova
In the corner roof, on the dance floor
No matter where, we don't care, if they can hear us

Hit mute, hit mute
And let our bodies do what they do
Baby, can we hit mute, hit mute
And let our bodies do what they do
Baby, can we hit mute, hit mute
No not another word outta you
Baby, can we hit mute?
Baby, can we hit mute?