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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kesha
Performer
Stuart Crichton
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kesha
Composer
Stuart Crichton
Composer
Chelcee Grimes
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stuart Crichton
Producer
Matt Dyson
Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Hector Vega
Assistant Engineer
Matt Tuggle
Engineer
Lyrics
You like the way I look, you like what's in my head
You like the way I talk, my American accent
You like the way I dress, you like the way I walk
You say you think it's hot 'cause I'm the boss
You like the way I drive, vroom, vroom, vroom
I shake my booty like boom, boom, boom
You never met a girl like this before
You never met a girl like this before, ah, oh
Well, baby, you get better and better
The more I get to know ya, get to know ya, oh
It's impossible to get you outta my head (oh, hey)
And I keep fighting and fighting the feeling
But I want ya, but I want ya, oh
I know I'm gonna love it, but we haven't even done it yet
I know we're both thinking
I wanna get you in your birthday suit
Who's gonna be the first to make the move?
You got any secret tattoos?
Ooh, goddamn, baby
Ooh, goddamn
I wanna get you in your birthday suit
Is it gonna happen in a hotel room?
You know I only got eyes for you
Ooh, goddamn, baby
Ooh, goddamn
God, I wanna get you in your birthday suit
Ba-ba-da-da-day, ah
God, I wanna get you in your birthday suit
Ba-ba-da-da-day, ah
You know that I only got eyes for you
Ba-ba-da-da-day, ah
God, I wanna get you in your birthday suit, ah
Ayy, ayy, I like the way you are, I kinda wanna play
You got a game, boy, boy, wanna race me?
You got a stupid car, it really makes me laugh
You can have a headstart, you still come in last
Back and forth like ping, ping pong
You ring my bell like ding ding, dong
Never met a man like you before
Never met a man like you before, ah, oh
Well, baby, you get better and better
The more I get to know ya, get to know ya, oh
It's impossible to get you outta my head (oh, hey)
And I keep fighting and fighting the feeling
But I want ya, but I want ya, oh
I know I'm gonna love it, but we haven't even done it yet
I know we're both thinking
I wanna get you in your birthday suit
Who's gonna be the first to make the move?
You got any secret tattoos?
Ooh, goddamn, baby
Ooh, goddamn
I wanna get you in your birthday suit
Is it gonna happen in a hotel room?
You know I only got eyes for you
Ooh, goddamn, baby
Ooh, goddamn
God, I wanna get you in your birthday suit
Ba-ba-da-da-day, ah
God, I wanna get you in your birthday suit
Ba-ba-da-da-day, ah
You know that I only got eyes for you
Ba-ba-da-da-day, ah
God, I wanna get you in your birthday suit
Ba-ba-da-da-day, ah
God, I wanna get, God, I wanna get you
God, I wanna get, God, I wanna get you
God, I wanna get you in your birthday suit
(Your birthday suit, your birthday suit, ow)
Writer(s): Kesha Sebert, Chelcee Grimes, Stuart Crichton
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