Well you may think I'm foolish
For the foolish things I do
You may wonder how come I love you
When you get on my nerves like you do
Well, baby, you know you bug me,
there ain't no secret bout that
Come on over here and hug me,
Well, honey, it ain't your money,
cause, baby, I got plenty of that
Ferrari, ridin' in the back
spamming all my money on a
Honey, I just wonder what you do
there in the back of your praying
Bible, temptation always come along
Doing something they know is wrong
Well, they tempt you with the silver
And they tempt you with the gold
They tempt you with the pleasure
That the flesh do surely hold
But, man, I ain't buying that
spendin' all my money on a
Honey, I just wonder what it feel
like in the back of your pained
Well now some folks say it's too big
Some folks say it's too old
And that it goes too fast
But my love, she's bigger than a
And man, there's only one thing,
And we don't have to drive it,
we can park it way out back
And have a party in your pink
spendin' all my money on a
Honey, I just wonder what you do
there in the back of your pink
Honey, I just wonder what you do
there in the back of your pink
Bake, oooooh, bake, ooooh,