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Sweet Like Sin

[Intro - spoken, breathy female voice] [Sexy laugh] Larissa who? [Sexy laugh] Tiffany, please—you have nothing on me. [Verse 1] He guards the crease in a midnight mask Cold ice, hot hands, never misses when I ask His mother watches from the kitchen door Says, “That pop-star troublemaker won’t score anymore” But he skates right over, puts his gloves aside I’m the little distraction that he can’t deny She says I’m all glitter, no family name I wink and tell her, “Honey, I invented this game” [Pre-Chorus] She can wave her finger, she can call me a phase But he keeps my lipstick on his jersey for days One look, one touch, the whole rink starts to spin He knows the penalty—still lets me in [Chorus] Oh Finn you know I'm sweet like sin Drop the puck, let the overtime begin I scored the ultimate goal tonight Top shelf, baby, dead center, right His mama says, “Girl, stay away from my son” But I’m the reason he forgets the score he’s on Oh Finn you know I'm sweet like sin You block the world, but you let me in [Verse 2 - rhythmic rap] I’m a headline, he’s a highlight, picture-perfect pair He’s got ice in his veins, I’ve got heat everywhere She brings out the rulebook, says I’m bad news I say, “Your boy chose the jersey, now he gets to choose” I don’t need a lucky bounce, don’t need a referee He came looking for a save, then surrendered to me From the blue line to the bedroom, hear the crowd go wild I made her serious goalie smile like a guilty child [Pre-Chorus] She can wave her finger, she can call me a phase But he keeps my lipstick on his jersey for days One look, one touch, the whole rink starts to spin He knows the penalty—still lets me in [Chorus] Oh Finn you know I'm sweet like sin Drop the puck, let the overtime begin I scored the ultimate goal tonight Top shelf, baby, dead center, right His mama says, “Girl, stay away from my son” But I’m the reason he forgets the score he’s on Oh Finn you know I'm sweet like sin You block the world, but you let me in [Bridge - spoken and sung] She says, “A real girl wouldn’t steal the show” I say, “A real star knows exactly where to go” He pulls me close beneath the arena sign One final shot—and the victory is mine [Final Chorus] Oh Finn you know I'm sweet like sin Drop the puck, let the overtime begin I scored the ultimate goal tonight Top shelf, baby, dead center, right His mama says, “Girl, stay away from my son” But the scoreboard says I’m the only one Oh Finn you know I'm sweet like sin You block the world, but you let me in [Outro] [Sexy laugh] Larissa who? Tiffany please. Patricia you know who's Finn's Boo [Sexy laugh]