Sticky Salty

I slip my socks on Not quite time to get gone I'm reeling and my shoes aren't tied It's better when The suns on you When I'm not fried, not blue, and We wake up warm We wake up slow Fingers sticky, salty, low Curled up toes Kickin' my clothes My hands all in, tanglin' Sweaty knots, oh my Oh god Let the toast burn, leave the kettle on We wake up warm We wake up slow Fingers sticky, salty, low Oh and babe, I'm glad we took our time, Now yours is gone and there goes mine Oh and babe Taking time Oh my We wake up warm We wake up slow Fingers sticky, salty, low Oh and babe, we took our time