First, Best, Hottest... letra

So damn close
Sittin' on the sofa, I can't focus
On anybody 'cause the hot sweat glow you got
Drippin' down your throat
Oh it really gets me going, yeah

You got that tequila taste
Why don't you let me take
Those rings off your fingers?
(You're gonna need 'em later)

If you wanna say you wanna
Show me all the things you wanna do, yeah
If you wanna let me want ya
It could be the first best hottest

Thin black lace slippin' off your shoulder
Lipstick stains permanently on my collar
Tell me what you like, always been the curious type
Yeah, I wanna get to know ya so you know I know you well

You got your hands on my waist
You wanna hear the way
You're saying my name 'cause
(You're gonna need it later)

If you wanna say you wanna
Show me all the things you wanna do, yeah
If you wanna let me want ya
It could be the first best hottest

(Oh) you know I would treat you like a princess
(Oh) you know I could be a gentleman
(Oh) we could do it all over and over
And over and over

If you wanna say you wanna
Show me all the things you wanna do, yeah
If you wanna just let me want ya
It could be the first best hottest

(Oh) you know I would treat you like a princess
(Oh) you know I could be a gentleman
(Oh) we could do it all over and over
It could be the first best hottest

Beth McCarthy - Letras

• (Self) Love Story
• Crazy For You
• Everything
• First, Best, Hottest...
• Friendship Bracelet
• IDK How To Talk To Girls
• July
• Let Me Walk Away / Hold Me While You Wait (Lewis Capaldi Response Cover)
• Living up to Me
• Not That Deep
• Omg Did She Call Him Baby?
• Shame
• She Gets The Flowers
• She’s Pretty
• What Do You Call It?
• Wildfire