Turns Me On

Heels on the counter, clothes on the floor

Hell, I'm missing my luckiest t-shirt, it was hung on my bedroom door

The window's open, TV's blaring,

There's that hairbrush again in the sink

When I say it drives me crazy, it's not what you think

It turns me on, I ain't lying

I promise you there's nothing you can do any crazier than me

I'm barreling down the highway with you in my passenger seat

Girl we made lightning, sliding in sideways on a two-way street

And it turns me on, I know I piss you off sometimes

Got my own bad habits, you let me have it only half of the time

Garage door's open,

Stereo's screaming, now I'm about half-covered in grease

But the way you're looking, baby, that smile's telling me

Yeah, it turns me on, I ain't lying

Girl, I promise you there's nothing you can do any crazier than me

I'm barreling down the highway with you in my passenger seat

Girl we made lightning, sliding in sideways on a two-way street

Ooh, on a two-way street

Yeah this windshield we're seeing through

Don't need no rear view with you next to me

And it turns me on, I ain't lying

I promise you there's nothing you can do any crazier than me

And it turns me on, I ain't lying

Girl, I promise you there's nothing you can do any crazier than me

I'm barreling down the highway with you in my passenger seat

Girl we made lightning, sliding in sideways on a two-way street

And it turns me on, oh yeah

We made lightning, sliding in sideways on a two-way street

And it turns me on