How Naked Are We Going To Get? - The Blow

How naked?

Oh, how naked?

How naked are we going to get?

Yeah

How naked?

Oh, how naked?

How naked are we going to get?

On beyond the cop shop

On the gaze that they caught

From the gait of their walk

On past the call of the ass

That you heard in the club

With the curve of the bump, bump

How naked?

Oh, how naked?

How naked are we going to get?

Yeah, yeah

How naked, oh how naked?

How naked are we going to get?

On beyond the bootstraps down

And the pants pulled off

'Cause the chafe of the cloth

On beyond the summer set pout

That you place on their mouth

With a thought of the south

How naked, oh how naked?

How naked are we going to get?

Yeah

How naked, oh how naked?

How naked are we going to get?

When they ask you, how you want it

Will your clear heart bear down upon it?

Will they notice the scars

That run up your side

Will they care about the wars

That you fought in the night?

Will there be room in their bed

For how terribly white you become

When you finally arrive?

On a scale of 1−10

We’re gonna revise

How naked is

When Christian cries and pours out to the side

Will you remember the route to your heart

From her thighs, oh, what’s in there once we get it off?

It’s risky here where we take it off

Will I still recognize you once your face is off?