Hot Mess Lyrics

Well she's a hot mess

No doubt about it

Smeared lipstick from last nights outing

In a sundress, still holding on to them shoes

But I love the way you move

I love the way you move

She sees a big flash

Rumble of the thunder

Just an excuse to dive back in the covers

And if she'd share I swear I'd hop in too

And somehow

My keys keep a hiding

I ask her where they are

But I think she's lying

And I act mad but to tell the truth

It gives me five more minutes with a

Hot mess

No doubt about it

Smeared lipstick from last nights outing

In a sundress, still holding on to them shoes

But I love the way you move

Yeah I love the way you move

And after a long day

Of working in the city

She's pouring out the wine til it's damn near empty

And she'll crack another one before the night is through

And on Sunday

She is filling up with worry

She's always running late

So she's always in a hurry

And she can't find a thing to wear

But she sure looks good

You know I don't mind waiting on a

Hot mess

No doubt about it

Smeared lipstick from last nights outing

In a sundress, still holding on to them shoes

But I love the way you move

Yeah I love the way you move

You know I don't mind waiting on a

Hot mess

No doubt about it

Smeared lipstick from last nights outing

In a sundress. still holding on to them shoes

But I love the way you move

Yeah I love the way you move

Yeah I love the way you move