Beach House

You had one job! Woke up on the West Side Listening to beach house, taking my time She's just my type Dark hair waving at the passengers' side Then I start to think As she pulls me on the bathroom floor This is my type of thing Yeah, yeah Oh, darling of mine Where have you been? I feel so alive With you in my bed Oh, darling of mine Please don't let go Just tell me you feel this Tell me you know Oh, darling of mine Oh, darling of mine On a train through Japan I keep her real close 'cause she knows who I am Red pill in my hand Paranoid cutie with a dark past, and It's that type of fling When she feels like the girl next door This is my type of thing Yeah, yeah Oh, darling of mine Where have you been? I feel so alive With you in my bed Oh, darling of mine Please don't let go Just tell me you feel this Tell me you know Oh, darling of mine Oh, darling of mine Where have you been? Where have you been? Where have you been? Where have you been? And then I start to think As I lay there on the sink That I've been here before It's a certain type of thing She gets bored of everything Not the type you can ignore Yeah, I just wanna taste As she grabs me by the waist As she closes the door She's taking what she wants Baby, you can have it all Oh, darling of mine Where have you been? (Where have you been) I feel so alive With you in my bed (You in my bed) Oh, darling of mine Please don't let go (Please don't let go) Just tell me you feel this Tell me you know Oh, darling of mine Yeah-eah Yeah-eah Yeah-eah Where have you been? Where have you been? Where have you been? Where have you been? Oh, darling of mine