[Verse 1: VRITRA]
You're all dressed up, in your Sunday's best
The type of girl, you wear around your chest
She's on the floor, breaking a sweat
You wined and dined, what happens next?
The look in you says you're probably feeling different
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 2: VRITRA]
You're all dressed up, like you was tryna get it in
You was the type of boy, your momma wouldn't let come in
Get on the floor, let 'em see what you're working with
He wined and dined, and they was fine
They dippin' out tonight
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

[Outro: Matt Martians]
I know I sound retarded
But I think I fell in love with you
Already, already, already
So I'm at your party
And I'm leaving with you
With you, with you, with you
I know we just started
You know what I came to do
I know, I know, I know
I know I sound retarded
But I think I fell in love with you
Already, already, already
So I'm at your party
And I'm leavin'