Kesha – Red Lipstick Lyrics

Kesha – Red Lipstick Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You can’t take your eyes off me, oh
Better get your hands off me, I know
You find me irresistible but, hey
Keep it under control
I see you offering me again and again
You’re wicked obvious, the way you’re staring
You’ve got me wondering what it is? What could it be?
That makes me so captivating

[Pre-Chorus]
My sexy hair, my vixen eyes
No, I really think it’s my
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-my

[Chorus]
Red lipstick, you say you love me in my
Red lipstick, you wanna touch me in my
Red lipstick, get all up on me in my
Red lipstick, works like magic
Red lipstick, you can’t ignore me in my
Red lipstick, quite the seductress in my
Red lipstick, got ya’ beggin for a kiss
When I wear my red lipstick

[Verse 2]
Red’s the color of passion, of love
Got the color of evil and blood
Painted on me with some intention of
Gettin’ your full attention
Now that I got you exactly where I want
I get to tease you baby, now I get to taunt
In the nature of my crimson colored lips
Feeling quite devilish

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve got you hooked
You’ve been hypnotized and
I’m really sure it’s thanks to my, oh
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-my

[Chorus]
Red lipstick, you say you love me in my
Red lipstick, just wanna touch me in my
Red lipstick, get all up on me in my
Red lipstick, works like magic
Red lipstick, you can’t ignore me in my
Red lipstick, quite the seductress in my
Red lipstick, got ya’ beggin for a kiss
When I wear my red lipstick

[Refrain]
Whatever Kesha wants, Kesha gets
I want a man and little Kesha wants you
Red lipstick, red lipstick, red lipstick
Do you want-want some-some of
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-my
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-my

[Chorus]
Red lipstick, you say you love me in my
Red lipstick, just wanna touch me in my
Red lipstick, get all up on me in my
Red lipstick, works like magic
Red lipstick, you say you love me in my
Red lipstick, just wanna fuck me in my
Red lipstick, get all up on me in my
Red lipstick, works like magic

[Outro]
Geeze Louise, baby
Stop lookin’ at me like that
You got a little drool right there on your sweater
What’s the deal? You’re freaking me out, I mean
Come on, it’s not like I’m really that hot, okay, well
You know, maybe I am, ha ha, okay
Fine, but still, seriously? Just don’t touch me
Don’t touch me, okay? Red lipstick

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