50 Shades of Crazy

You got a Daytona on a gold tan, skin like the soft sand
 Girl you're as cool as the blue on a cold can
 Little bit of wild child, coming through that tipsy smile
 With you wearing whatever the hell you want kind of style
 The kind of naughty habit I could get used to, heh
 You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
 I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
 You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
 We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
 I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
 Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
 Hint of a lime twist, cinnamon lipstick
 You're dropping hips, giving glimpse of your secret
 Starts with just a kiss, then we're taking us in
 Put it in the rearview and haul ass right for sin
 You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
 I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
 You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
 We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
 I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
 Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
 Girl I lose my mind, a little more every time
 I've been racing, cross the line
 Let me make your body unwind
 You set a fire up and down my skin as your fingertips go scraping
 I'm as gone as I've ever been and it ain't weed or whiskey, baby
 You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
 We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
 I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
 Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy
 Fifty shades of crazy
 You put your hands on me, I'll put my hands on you
 We'll get out of hand, girl, I'll give you whatever hand you want me to
 I can't quit, can't kick this kind of craving
 Girl you drive me to fifty shades of crazy