Playing via Spotify Playing via YouTube
Skip to YouTube video

Loading player…

Scrobble from Spotify?

Connect your Spotify account to your Last.fm account and scrobble everything you listen to, from any Spotify app on any device or platform.

Connect to Spotify

Dismiss

Fly On The Wall (David Khane Remix)

Lyrics

In your bed or in your car
On the Earth or up in the stars
I wanna be where you are
Even if that means going too far

At your place or up in space
You can, you can meet me out, as long as I see your face
I wanna be where you are
Even if that means letting go of my heart

Lyrics continue below...

Don't want to see ads? Upgrade Now

You take me higher than I've been before
Don't laugh when I say that cause we just smoked a bowl
And I, I have a hard time, anyway, saying how I feel
But I'm a little buzzed so I'm keeping it real

And I tried to take it slow
But when you're around me my pot's about to blow
And everything you do just turns me on
So let's go to my room and, na, na

Shit's 'bout to get real freaky I can feel it
I hope you're ready, I'm into whatever
Shit's 'bout to get real freaky I can feel it
Don't you worry, you won't regret it

It never felt so right to be so wrong
I should've called you sooner, you loved me for so long
And it's been a while since I've been with someone else
Cause I got too good at just doing it myself

At your dad's place or at your mom's
And if they're both home we can go out on the lawn
And I wanna walk around while wearing high heels
After we drink all night and we're gonna get your pills

And then, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na

Shit's 'bout to get real
Freaky I can feel it
But don't you worry, you won't hurt it
Shit's 'bout to get real
Freaky I can feel it
Don't you worry, you won't regret it

Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na

Writer(s): Miley Cyrus, Antonina Armato, Timothy James Price, Devrim Karaoglu

Don't want to see ads? Upgrade Now

Similar Tracks

API Calls