It's Called f****** Lyrics

Don't take off your shirt just yet
Try and leave a little to my imagination
BDP is gonna play one more set
Then we'll settle in to our collaboration, ya
You walked into my house tonight
With glitter all over your face
Wearing a velcro dress how considerate
Considering my drunken state

She don't want no pictures of me naked
She don't want no pictures of me when I'm wearing clothes
She don't want no pictures of me in Idaho
From when (?) with a big old bag of potatoes
She don't want no pictures of me naked
She don't want no pictures of me when I'm wearing clothes
She don't want no pictures of me with Tasha
She don't want no pictures
She don't want no pictures
She don't want, she don't want no
It's called f******
I won't bother with flowers or taking you to the zoo
No romance pages
No silly catch phrases like I love you, love you, love you, love you

She don't want no pictures of me naked
She don't want no pictures of me when I'm wearing clothes
She don't want no pictures of me in Idaho
From when (?) with a big old bag of potatoes
She don't want no pictures of me naked
She don't want no pictures of me when I'm wearing clothes
She don't want no pictures of me with Beanie Man
She don't want no pictures
She don't want no pictures
She don't want, she don't want, she don't want no
OK that last one why we don't we call it stop and stare
It's a lot easier then it sounds
I was moving around on the chords
The chord changes are really simple
So lets try number three