Sofia, dresses just like the nineties
And Sofia has cigarette holes in her jeans
She doesn't even under, doesn't even under
Doesn't even understand my love for her
She can never wonder, she can never wonder
She can never wonder, wonder if she has love for me
If she has the love for me
Shout and scream like me on my knees
I can't touch you, I can only see
Sofia tastes like-like-like, Sofia tastes like everything that's pure
Mixed with um, some tobacco and some cheap street food
Sofia never fusses much 'cause Sofia got a lot-lot-lot, lot-lot in store
I heard like, she does photography
Two cups of honeydew, isn't that a lot
Sofia left me on the corner, hey that's better than being stood up on the spot
Hey hey, mmm
And she would never apologize for any of her wrongs
And that is why I love her, I'd give her my time in this song
Hey hey, in this song
Shout and scream like me on my knees
I can't touch you, I can only see
