Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm in disarray, I'm unkempt And I love the sugar Yeah, this is what you do When you run your fingers through my hair In the morning, I'm feeling like a sexy superstar [Pre-Chorus] Wow, wow, ey You rock my party, wanna make me say, "Ooh-hoo" You're the only one that keeps me singing, "La-la-la" I love to smell your T-shirt, I like the way you are But most of all I like it, like it [Chorus] I like what you do to my hair Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good? I like what you do to my hair Tousle it, tease it, run your fingers through it Oh, how you do Now go and mess it up, mess it up Baby, mess it up, mess it up, mess it up Do it 'til I can't get enough, oh I like what you do to my hair Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good? [Verse 2] Un-perfect, so un-me, but I love the sugar See, this is what you do, you get my ponytail to sag My bangs are laughable But I don't mind 'cause I think it's kinda super cool [Pre-Chorus] Wow, wow, oh You rock my party, wanna make me say, "Ooh-hoo" You're the only one that keeps me singing, "La-la-la" I love to smell your T-shirt, I like the way you are But most of all I like it, like it [Chorus] I like what you do to my hair Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good? I like what you do to my hair Tousle it, tease it, run your fingers through it Oh, how you do Now go and mess it up, mess it up Baby, mess it up, mess it up, mess it up Do it 'til I can't get enough, oh I like what you do to my hair Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good? [Bridge] Tonight I'm gonna fix it up real nice, my Shirley Temple curls I want you to mess 'em up I'll put on a bow 'cause I want you to know That you got your name on my heart You're wicked bad and I like the way that you do it, baby [Chorus] I like what you do to my hair Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good? I like what you do to my hair (Hair) Tousle it, tease it, run your fingers through it Oh, how you do (Whoa, oh) Now go and mess it up, mess it up Baby, mess it up (Oh), mess it up, mess it up Do it 'til I can't get enough, oh I like what you do to my hair Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good?