Gutter

I can't seem to get my mind out of the gutter I'm liking your shirt but I wonder what's under You're stepping real close and i'm feeling the thunder Where should we go to rip the clothes off each other? Woah Woah I can't seem to get my mind out of the gutter Your lips look like cherries, your touch feels like butter I'm feeling like prince, I wanna be your lover We could be spies, we could go undercovers I'm watching while you talk Woah But I can't even listen Woah I think I need a walk Woah Or just an intermission I can't seem to get my mind out of the gutter I'm here at the gate and i'm pressing your buzzer We put on 3005, Donald Glover Where do we start? There's so much to discover Woah I think about you in the worst way Baby, you would never guess My mind is busy tracing places from your back up to your neck It's kinda like you're talking dirty Even when you say hello Sorry if i'm being flirty I can't help it I suppose I can't seem to get my mind out of the gutter I'm liking your shirt but I wonder what's under You're stepping real close and i'm feeling the thunder Where should we go to rip the clothes off each other? I can't seem to get my mind out of the gutter Your lips look like cherries, your touch feels like butter I'm feeling like prince, I wanna be your lover We could be spies, we could go undercovers