[Verse 1]
Your fingertips are such a kink
Your fingertips run faster than a Benzy
So let's race it to the back seat
Let's race it to the back seat
[Chorus]
Red velvet, blue jeans
Rough denim, soft skin
(x4)
[Verse 2]
A manufactured luxury
That makes me thirsty seven days a week
It feels like our bodies were stitched together by design
But oh, how did your touch become so tailored to mine?
[Bridge]
I know, I know, I know, I know this is mutual
I know, I know, I know, I know...
[Chorus]
Red velvet, blue jeans
Rough denim, soft skin
Red velvet, blue jeans
Rough denim, soft skin
(x4)
[Verse 3]
Your skin's is high-couture
Perfectly confectioned to me
[Outro]
It's my size, my color (x4)