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One, two, three, four So sweet I give you kisses in the backseat I whisper secrets in the backbeat You make me cry, you make me happy, happy (Happy) Leave my lipstick on the cigarette Just toss it and you stomp it out, out, out Inhaling whisky when you kiss my neck We've been hurting, but it's happy hour, h-hour, oh, oh, oh They couldn't have me And they never will And sometimes, I hold you closer just to know you're real Wheels in the gravel Davis in my bones Sometimes, I take the day off just to turn you on, on, on, oh Honey, honey I could be your bodyguard (Hey) Oh, honey, honey I could be your Kevlar (Huh) Oh, honey, honey I could be your lifeguard (Huh) Oh, honey, honey You should let me ride shotgun, shotgun, oh, oh, oh Be your best friend I'll protect you in the mosh pit And I'll defend you in the gossip You know how people like to start shit and pop shit I don't like the way she's looking at you Someone better hold me back, oh Charging ten for a double and I'm talking I'm 'bout to lose it Turn around and John Wayne that ass One, two, three, four They couldn't catch you (With me) They never will (You see) Sometimes, I hold you closer just to know you're real Tell me your problems (I got you) I take how you feel (Huh) I show you an exit, when you're restless, I'll take the wheel, oh, oh, oh Honey, honey You could be my bodyguard (Hey) Oh, honey, honey Will you let me ride shotgun, shotgun? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh I could be your bodyguard Please let me be your Kevlar Baby, let me be your lifeguard Would you let me ride shotgun, shotgun? Oh, oh, oh Three, four
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