Mess With Me - Le Boeuf/Nadia Gattas

Lyrics by：N. Gattas/N. Søbye

On a vacation

Been too many days in

Loosing my patience waiting on you

You stuffed me with lies boy

Yeah you fed me up like a turkey on holidays

Thought we where fine boy

Are you for real

You can find me sleeping in your best friend shirt

You don't have to call me

'Cause it's true what you heard

I'll put on my favorite lingerie for him to see

I told you not to mess with me

You don't have to

I told you not to mess with me

You don't have to

I told you not to mess with me

You don't have to

I told you not to mess with me

You don't have to

I told you not to mess with me

I knew he was staring at me different

I didn't act on the vibe kept it a secret

Remember how I told you not to let me go

You didn't listen

So

Now can find me sleeping in your best friend shirt

You don't have to call me

'Cause it's true what you heard

I'll put on my favorite lingerie for him to see

You can find me sleeping in your best friend shirt

You don't have to call me

'Cause it's true what you heard

I'll put on my favorite lingerie for him to see

I told you not to mess with me

You don't have to

I told you not to mess with me

You don't have to

I told you not to mess with me

You don't have to

I told you not to mess with me

You don't have to

You can find me sleeping in your best friend shirt

You don't have to call me

'Cause it's true what you heard

I'll put on my favorite lingerie for him to see

I told you not to mess with me