Hair

I'm in disarray, I'm unkempt

And I love ya, sugar

Yeah, this is what you do

When you run your fingers through my hair

In the morning I'm feeling like a sexy superstar

Wow, wow, ey

You rock my party, wanna make me say (ooh-hoo)

You're the only one that keeps me singing la-la-la

I love to smell your t-shirt, I like the way you are

But most of all I like it, like it

I like what you do to my hair

Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good?

I like what you do to my hair, tousle it, tease it

Run your fingers through it

Oh, how you do

Now go and mess it up, mess it up

Baby, mess it up, mess it up, mess it up

Do it 'til I can't get enough, oh-oh

I like what you do to my hair

Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good?

I'm un-perfect, so un-me

But I love ya, sugar

See this is what you do

You get my ponytail to sag, my bangs are laughable

But I don't mind 'cause I think it's kinda super cool

Wow, wow (oh)

You rock my party, wanna make me say (ooh)

You're the only one that keeps me singing la-la-la

I love to smell your t-shirt, I like the way you are

But most of all I like it, like it

I like what you do to my hair

Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good?

I like what you do to my hair, tousle it, tease it

Run your fingers through it

Oh, how you do

Now go and mess it up, mess it up

Baby, mess it up, mess it up, mess it up

Do it 'til I can't get enough, oh-oh

I like what you do to my hair

Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good?

Tonight I'm gonna fix it up real nice

My Shirley Temple curls, I want you to mess 'em up

I'll put on a bow, 'cause I want you to know

That you got your name on my heart

You're wicked bad and I like the way that you do it, baby

I like what you do to my hair

Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good?

I like what you do to my hair, tousle it, tease it

Run your fingers through it

Oh, how you do

Now go and mess it up, mess it up

Baby, mess it up, mess it up, mess it up

Do it 'til I can't get enough, oh-oh

I like what you do to my hair

Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good?