What's up for the evening?
I'm dyin' to know
I picture you and me in a room all alone
Pushin' shit off of the counter
Straight to the floor
Hitting the ground at the same time as all of your clothes

Girl you're really gonna need a maid
To clean up the mess we made
No need to be ashamed
Nothin wrong with breakin things
Ooh girl
I turned you into a home, homewrecker
I turned you into a home, homewrecker

(I know that you like it rough, girl)

I'm interested in your body
And that look on your face
Ain't nothin more overrated than material things
Shattering all the dishes
Flowers out of the vase
The consequences of our actions left all over the place
Yeeahh

Girl you're really gonna need a maid
To clean up the mess we made
No need to be ashamed
Nothing wrong with breakin things
Ooh girl
I turned you into a home, homewrecker
I turned you into a home, homewrecker

(I know that you like it rough, girl)
(Girl you're really gonna need a maid
No need to be ashamed)

I turned you into a home, homewrecker
I turned you into a home, homewrecker

[Interlude]
I've been feedin off these haters man, feedin all of my life
Middle finger out my window screamin Texas till I die
Tomorrow ain't never promised so I'm living just for tonight
So show me how you handle your business girl
Show me the way that you ride
And I just tell em sit up on my lap in the cab of my Chevrolet
We can take it back to the pad
Make you feel at home, home
(I'll make you feel at home, I'll make you feel at home
make you feel right at home)
And I just tell em sit up on my lap in the cab of my Chevrolet
We can take it back to the pad
Make you feel at home, home
(I'll make you feel at home, I'll make you feel at home
make you feel right at home)