Текст песни Chappell Roan - Guilty Pleasure

[Verse 1]
Learned it on the internet
Wheels turning in my head
Think back to what you said
And I turn red, I'm turning red
Wild thoughts that make me melt
A good hit below the belt
Sometimes I scare myself
But I can't help what I can't help

[Pre-Chorus]
So shame on me
And shame on you
I fantasize what we would do
And how would it taste
And the way you move
Oh, some good girls do bad things too

[Chorus]
I want this like a cigarette
Can we drag it out and never quit
And oh my god, you are heaven sent
With your dirty mind, yeah, you're pervеrted
You give me guilty, guilty plеasure
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure

[Verse 2]
Feels like pornography
Watching you try on jeans
You're a pothead
You're a cinephile
It's been awhile since you turned up the dial

[Pre-Chorus]
So shame on me
And shame on you
I fantasize what we would do
And how would it taste
And the way you move
Some good girls do bad things too

[Chorus]
I want this like a cigarette
Can we drag it out and never quit
And oh my god, you are heaven sent
With your dirty mind, yeah, you're perverted
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure

[Bridge]
(vocalizing)
[Chorus]
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure
You give me guilty, guilty pleasure