You got that sugar in your voice You're livin' shameless, it's a choice You keep your laces like your boys Tied up, tied up, tied up, tied up And there's a word around this town It's kinda soundin' like your name And more than rumors get around I was lined up, lined up, lined up A cherry chapstick drama queen Tiptoeing these downtown streets Tried to sink her nails in me But I don't really need to see What's under that T-shirt I could but I gotta *** with me first Girl, you know you're hotter than a fever, fever But I don't run around with sneakers, sneakers No, you don't even like me You just want another pair of Nikes To kick it and to kiss under the bleachers, bleachers But I don't run around with sneakers, sneakers No, I don't run around with I know I could take you home And let you dirty up my soul But you just leave me all alone, so Time's up, time's up, time's up, time's up But I mean I want to but I can't make those promises Like the loose-lipped lovers who gon' put double knots in this From seven little digits on the bathroom stall Everybody's had their hands up under your T-shirt I could but I gotta *** with me first Girl, you know you're hotter than a fever, fever But I don't run around with sneakers, sneakers No, you don't even like me You just want another pair of Nikes To kick it and to kiss under the bleachers, bleachers But I don't run around with sneakers, sneakers No, I don't run around with Cherry chapstick drama queen Tip toe in these downtown streets Tried to sink her nails in me But I don't really need to see What's under that T-shirt I could but I gotta *** with me first Girl, you know you're hotter than a fever And I don't run around with sneakers, oh You don't even like me You just want another pair of Nikes To kick it and to kiss under the bleachers, bleachers But I don't run around with sneakers, sneakers No, I don't run around with Sneakers, sneakers Sneakers, sneakers I don't run around with