Mess Around
(Oh no)
(Oh no)
(Oh no)
(Oh no)
Ah (oh no)
Ah (oh no)
Ah (oh no)
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around
Oh, St. Louis, California
Blue eyes, yeah, she comin' for ya
Land of Mary, Charm City
Oh Lord, wish she was my baby
You know she'll drive you crazy
Yeah, she comin' for ya
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around
Ah (oh no)
Ah (oh no)
Ah (oh no)
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around
The heat is risin' and only gettin' hotter
Ready to blow
I think I'll pour myself a glass of water
Let it flow
She'll show you what she's made of
Yeah, she comin' for ya
She's gonna try to break ya
Yeah, she comin' for ya
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around
Ah (oh no)
Ah (oh no)
Ah (oh no)
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around
(Oh no)
(Oh no)
(Oh no)
(Oh no)
Ah (oh no)
Ah (oh no)
Ah (oh no)
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around
Ah (oh no)
Ah (oh no)
Ah (oh no)
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around
No, she don't mess around
