Tempura

Ice
A couple of bottles on the table
Left hand the singles
And the right hand, come on over

Put on that song that's all the rage
When the brides dance, they get uneasy
Who cares, 'cause this girl in the club
Doesn't hold back

Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go
Let’s go, let’s make things clear
Tonight
You’re not getting in
Don’t call me in the morning
What happened in my bed
Stays in my bed

Let’s make things clear
Tonight
You’re not getting in
Don’t call me in the morning
What happened in my bed
Stays in my bed

You almost made me faint
When I turned my back
And you grabbed my waist
With desire
If your friends ask
Tell them with this Cinderella
At seven
You stayed

You’ve got it easy to make it hard for you
This role, I’ll devour like tempura
We looked in the mirror and it looked like a sculpture