Nightcore
Take a Hint
Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like?
I can always see them coming from the left and from the right
You had me at hello, than you owned up your mouth
And that is when it started going south, OH!

Get your hands of my hips
Before I punch you in the lips
Stop your staring at my - HEY!
Take a hint, take a hint
No, you can't buy me a drink
Let me tell you what I think
I think you could use a mint
Take a hint, take a hint
T-take a hint, take a hint