ฟังเพลงChicken Tenders

Song: Chicken Tenders

Artist: Dominic Fike

Lyrics: Dominic Fike, Jon Wienner, Julian Cruz, Phil NDL, Sam Homaee

Composed: Julian Cruz

Chicken tenders in my hotel, yeah

Christina's in my bed watchin' TV shows

When she hit the remote with her legs shakin', that's good love makin'

Watchin' wherever my head facin' just for puffs, baby

White wings in my pillows and blankets (Want it all, all)

I got markings on my body from Tracy (All on my lighter, girl)

Rodeo for Cartier glasses

But, girl, you know how itchy my back get (Whoa)

Every time (Every time)

We settled but it never felt right 'cause we can't keep still

And we try to fight the way everything feels

When we step out of line

I met you, gaze and it was love that we were makin'

And she spoke a different language

There was no need for translation

And I ordered chicken fingers to my room, girl

But we got some things to do first

Chicken tenders in my hotel, yeah

Christina's in my bed watchin' TV shows

When she hit the remote with her legs shakin', that's good love makin'

Watchin' wherever my head facin' just for puffs, baby

White wings in my pillows and blankets (Want it all, all)

I got markings on my body from Tracy (All on my lighter, girl)

Rodeo for Cartier glasses

But, girl, you know how itchy my back get (All on my lighter, girl)

Every night (Every night she called)

You called me for whatever feels right

Baby, don't stay still, make your mind

You could be wakin' up in here for the rest of your life

And I knew just what she was thinkin'

With no need for speculation

Just your body and a blanket

And I hope this doesn't change it

'Cause the best part of my day is (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

When I get to see you naked

Chicken tenders in my hotel, yeah

Christina's in my bed watchin' TV shows

When she hit the remote with her legs shakin', that's good love makin'

Watchin' wherever my head facin' just for puffs, baby

White wings in my pillows and blankets (Want it all, all)

I got markings on my body from Tracy (All on my lighter, girl)

Rodeo for Cartier glasses (Oh, oh, oh)

But, girl, you know how itchy my back get