Toothbrush

Toothbrush
Writers: Joe Jonas/ James Alan Ghaleb/ Rickard Goransson/ Ilya Salmamzadeh

Maybe you don't have to rush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place
We don't need to keep it hush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place

Stuck in a limbo half hypnotized
Each time I let you stay the night, stay the night
Up in the morning tangled in sheets
We play the moment on repeat, on repeat

When you're standing there in your underwear
And my T-shirt from the night before
With your messed up hair and your feet still bare
Would you mind closing the bedroom door? (ah ooh)

Maybe you don't have to rush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place
We don't need to keep it hush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place

I just, I just can't let you go
Give me something I’ve never known
So maybe you don't have to rush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place

No need to question next time we meet
I know you're coming home with me, home with me
Sweat like a sauna break out the ice
I know you're gonna stay the night, stay the night

When you're standing there in your underwear
And my T-shirt from the night before
With your messed up hair and your feet still bare
Would you mind closing the bedroom door? (ah ooh)

Maybe you don't have to rush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place
We don't need to keep it hush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place

I just, I just can't let you go
Give me something I’ve never known
So maybe you don't have to rush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place

‘Cause I don't want this to end
And there's no need to play pretend
If you stay with me again
Would you mind closing the bedroom door? (ah ooh)

Maybe you don't have to rush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place
We don't need to keep it hush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place

I just, I just can't let you go
Give me something I’ve never known
So maybe you don't have to rush
You could leave a toothbrush
At my place, at my place

Cake By The Ocean

Cake By The Ocean

Writers: Joe Jonas/ Mattias Larsson/ Robin Fredriksson/ Justin Tranter

Oh, no

See you walking round like it's a funeral

Not so serious, girl; why those feet cold?

We just getting started; don't you tip toe, tip toe

Ah!

Waste time with a masterpiece, don't waste time with a masterpiece (huh!)

You should be rolling with me, you should be rolling with me (ah)

You're a real life fantasy, you're a real life fantasy (huh!)

But you're moving so carefully; let's start living dangerously

Talk to me, baby

I'm going blind from this sweet, sweet craving, whoa

Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy

Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean

Walk for me, baby

I'll be Diddy and you be Naomi, whoa-oh

Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy

Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean

God damn

See you licking frosting from your own hands

Want another taste, I'm begging, yes ma'am

I'm tired of all this candy on the dry land, dry land, oh

Waste time with a masterpiece, don't waste time with a masterpiece (huh!)

You should be rolling with me, you should be rolling with me (ah)

You're a real life fantasy, you're a real life fantasy (huh!)

But you're moving so carefully; let's start living dangerously

Whah

Talk to me, baby

I'm going blind from this sweet, sweet craving, whoa

Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy

Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean

Walk for me, baby (walk for me now)

I'll be Diddy and you be Naomi, whoa

Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy

Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean (Oh ah)

Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean (Oh ah)

Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean (huh)

You're fucking delicious

Talk to me, girl

Talk to me, baby

I'm going blind from this sweet, sweet craving, whoa

Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy

Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean

Walk for me, baby (walk for me now)

I'll be Diddy and you be Naomi, whoa

Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy

Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean (huh)

Red velvet, vanilla, chocolate in my life

Funfetti, I'm ready; I need it every night

Red velvet, vanilla, chocolate in my life

Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean (huh)