Ooh la la, who's in charge?
Damn, that suit you got, some movin' parts
Yeah, the home was hard
On your birthday I won't give you cards but if you want
I can be your little movie star, did I go too far?
If you want a good girl, plenty in the sea, boy
I'm like the sea pearls, make you swim deep for it
I'll be your freak, been at work all through the week, boy
It's for the best
I'll make you forget about your ex, ex
Every conversation leads to sex, sex
And now you're on my body talks about, not just weekends
Every weekend, like (whoa-whoa-whoa)
I'll tattoo kisses on your neck, neck
Scratching my name into your bed, bed
And now you're on my body talks about, not just weekends
Every weekend, like (whoa-whoa-whoa)
I'll make you forget about your ex, ex, ex
I'll make you forget about your ex, ex, ex
You could be my PM, AM, boyfriend
Friend, again, amen
You should stay in bed, you know you'll get fed
You can find my stairway up to heaven and confess
Hope you're not just after this (uh)
Bringing up your average (uh)
How can you be mad at it? (Nah)
I'll make you forget about your ex, ex
Every conversation leads to sex, sex
And now you're on my body talks about, not just weekends
Every weekend, like (whoa-whoa-whoa)
I'll tattoo kisses on your neck, neck
Scratching my name into your bed, bed
And now you're on my body talks about, not just weekends
Every weekend, like (whoa-whoa-whoa)
I'll make you forget about your ex, ex, ex
I'll make you forget about your ex, ex, ex
Tell me did you forget 'bout your ex?
Ooh, your ex, your ex
Oh, tell me did you forget 'bout your ex?
Uh, not yet, not yet, uh?