I don't belong

She's got this pink white shirt
A ball and chain for me
I know I don't get around

She's got her breath in gear
Her hair it flows on air
But I know nothing is free

So come on
So come on
We can get out on the floor
So come on
Come on

Well go down down
To a town
Where it's hot
Tick-tock on the clock
You were my best friend
Would you hold my hand?

She's got these pink panties
That everyone can see
Laughing while she's asking me

About my bedsheet spread
About the things she'll see
About the drinks I drink

So come on
So come on
We can get out on the floor
So come on
Come on

Well go down down
To a town
Where it's hot
Tick-tock on the clock
You were my best friend
Would you hold my hand?
Would you hold my hand?

Well go down down
To a town
Where it's hot
Tick-tock on the clock
You were my best friend
Would you hold my hand?

So come on
So come on
We can get out on the floor
So come on
Come on