Pink lyrics

He's got a thing for fitness, seven days a week

But I don't really care unless he's working out with me

He's got a thing for flowers, but only certain kinds

And by certain kinds, I mean, only if it's mine

Don't get enough, he don't get enough

I don't get enough, he don't get enough of me

Don't get enough, I don't get enough

He don't get enough, uh don't get enough

There's no innuendos, it's exactly what you think

Believe me when I tell you that he loves the color pink, oh

(Pink, oh)

We get palpitations when the week is slow

Yeah, baby, we get anxious mostly on the days we don't

Use physics to fit in our love

Use physics to fit in our love, ooh

Don't get enough, he don't get enough

I don't get enough, he don't get enough of me

Don't get enough, I don't get enough

He don't get enough, uh don't get enough

There's no innuendos, it's exactly what you think

Believe me when I tell you that he loves the color pink, oh

(Pink, oh)

(That he loves the color pink)

Open up your mind

Wanna walk through the corridors and open doors

I wonder if they're pink

Open up your mind

Wanna walk through the corridors and open doors

I wonder if they're pink

Don't get enough, he don't get enough

I don't get enough, he don't get enough of me

Don't get enough, I don't get enough

He don't get enough, uh don't get enough

There's no innuendos, it's exactly what you think

Believe me when I tell you that he loves the color pink, oh

(Pink, oh)

Believe me when I tell you that he loves the color pink, oh

• Artist:Julia Michaels
• Album:Nervous System (2017)