You've got a Naked Nerve in Strippt Confidence

Not into slogans
They just slow you down
Polite is the policy, of getting drunk and falling down

Naked is these expectations, leave clothes on or on the floor
Respect and gentlegendered way is before sex, please shut the door

Not into many, too many come with prob’s
I’d stop the gnabber on but gabber music turns me on

Not into romance, it is only meant to be in rome
Love some lots, yet expect less, I’m only for the best
I’m only for the best
I recgon you’d think less if you knew the rest

Lets just drink, and forget it, I’d ideally suggests

Not into slogans.. no
And gone is I, my head, is acheid
Drink up chuck, lets not stay
Lets go home instead

Not into slogans
They appear to slow you down
Polite is the only policy, of getting drunk and fooling a’round